End of school, like they always say. Some people, No, Most people are definitely throwing out parties celebrating the yearly ceremony. But here I am feeling restless. I manned up to confess my love for her later after graduation. And under her decision to accept me or not lies another bigger decision I need to make.

If she accepts me, simple, I will stay. But if she doesn’t, I have no choice but move on and accept the fact, that the girl I’ve fell for, has not fallen as hard as I fell for her.

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In our secret hidden place, the place where this mess all began, and I also wanted it to end it there. I prepared everything. And it was perfect, well except for just one thing------------HER.

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I was on my locker sending good luck to myself when suddenly,

“I love you, Tiffany. I love you” my eyes went wide, What the hell! Isn’t that suppose to be my line? I’ve been practicing that the whole time. Hearing from the tone of the voice I know who it was and that is definitely  raging my body temperature, boiling all the liquid in my system.

I sneaked a little just to confirm my doubts. And yes, I was right. I got it right. And worst, I am telling it to myself in the mirror while he’s talking to the real one, they’re f