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It surprised me for a minute that he didn't look away.  He held my gaze steadily. I was the first to look away, blushing in embarrassment for even looking at him. "Morgan," Mr. Johnson said. The girl had strawberry blonde hair and bright green eyes. They had a tinge of blue in them to on the outskirts. She glared at him the way I had and started her turn. She spoke with confidence and grace. She finished her paragraph and asked if she could go to the bathroom. Mr. Johnson granted it and she rushed out of the room. I stared after her. Mr. Johnson didn't seem surprised that she had done that. She must do it a lot. I looked back to see Dylan

Chapter 4: Rough Days The next day, I was surprised to find that my eyes weren't all puffy from the crying I had done the night before. I hadn't so much as slept three hours. Every time I thought about those dark eyes, it just got worse. I didn't even know why I would cry about something so stupid. I don't even know this guy and yet I'm crying over not being able to see him. I mean, all I did was take one look at him and I was hooked. I don't get it. I don't even know this boy and already I was obsessed and sad when he isn't at school. I ate my breakfast at the empty table-  Dad had already left for work- and tried to forget about him. I

I'm curious. Do you guys even read my book? I want to know so I know if I need to stop posting it. Because otherwise it just takes up space and it's dumb to just put it up there for no reason at all. Just wondering... Please post your opinion.