A/N: Just a little writing composition about the first time I met J and the confession I made.

I guess I really can't get her out of my mind... it's as if thinking about her is just second nature to me -sigh-

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       I first met her at a school fair, which was a carnival-like event that my school hosts every year. 

        I was only 9th grade at the time and I was walking around with my last ticket. It was then I saw the Key Club stand and saw a girl offering water balloons. 

        So when my friends encouraged me to use my last ticket for one. I went up to the short girl and gulped when I noticed she was kind of cute in my standards. But at the time, I was kind of in a relationship so I didn't notice much.

        "Hi, you want to buy a water balloon? You can throw it one of the executives~" She greeted me in a friendly way. She was wearing a blue t-shirt with her hair tied in a ponytail. She gestured to the poster of faces in front of me.

         "You should throw at him!" My friends pointed at a guy's face on the poster. I nodded. I really didn't want to throw it a girl. 

         "I don't know where he is so you can choose between the four." The cute girl cut in. I nearly frowned, noticing the rest were all girls. Looking it carefully and knowing I had a time limit, I pointed at the pretty girl in the picture. 

         "Oh, me?" The cute girl pointed at herself. I double taked, looking at the picture to the girl in front of me. I even noticed her name underneath her picture...

          I let her lead me to an open area and watch her place the water balloon in my hands. I gulped, noticing she now stood a few feet away. 

         "You can throw it or just pop it over my head if you want." She offered. I just nodded, debating on what I should do. If I threw it too hard, I might hurt her. If I pop it over her head, I-

         I just reared back, poised to throw and- she suddenly raised her arms to her face.

         "Not the face!" She cried, as if to warn me. I just laughed, shaking my head. Why would I ever aim it at her face?

         "I'm not! I won't!" I replied, reassuringly before. I then lobbed it at her, watching it gently hit her hip before it rebounded, exploding by her feet. 

         "Good try!" She said, nodding at me. Then I watched her disappear while my friends decided to tease me, asking me why my throw was so weak. 

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         When I confessed, it was a day before Valentine's day:

         I was standing in a room that felt like the equivalent of a sauna. Everyone in the room was suffocating from heat so as soon as J, our section leader, dismissed us from our sectional, they left. 

         I had purposely lingered behind, feeling my throat tightened from the butterflies fluttering in my stomach. While I was busy taking my time to pack my things away, she was on her phone, texting away. 

         When I asked if she was free after school, she told me she had driving lessons without so much as looking up at me. So I told her it wouldn't took long and grabbed the origami roses from my backpack. I could feel her stare now...

         "I was supposed to give you these yesterdays." I just awkwardly handed over the roses over to her and looked at the floor.

         "It's alright." Her voice was softer than usual. I could tell she was genuinely surprised by my actions. 

         "I have another card for you." Then I reached back in my backpack to give her a card and denied having neat writing when she commented on my writing. 

         Then I said, "Can I tell you something? It won't take long." 

         She said, "Sure." Then she proceeded to play with the origami roses.

         "I..."  I trailed off. We stared at each for a good long minute before we ended up laughing from the awkward silence. I joked about her to stop looking at me.

         Then I sobered up and said, "I... I like you." 

         She just gave me a weird look before smiling a little. "I know." Her tone was soft and unsure, as if she were wondering why I was saying this all of the sudden.

         "Oh you know?" I was at a loss of words. She just nodded. "But you know I mean like-like, r-right?" My mind had blanked out. She just nodded in confirmation again. 

         "This is awkward." I felt stupid.

         "No, it's not. It's just because you're the one confessing." She reassured me, reminding me of the kind girl I had fallen in love with. Then we began to bid our farewells.

         "Thank you." She said, softly. She was on her way out the door.

          "Anything for you." I replied, causing her to pause to look at me. I didn't meet her eyes, choosing to look away.

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          She may have broke my heart, she may still be in my thoughts, and she may still have my heart.

But I know that I would do everything again in a heartbeat. 

Those moments I got to spend with her made me happier than I ever thought I could be.