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Chapter 8.2: The Kiss
AUGUST
The sun was just climbing its way above the Sunday horizon when I found myself sitting at our front porch while staring at my phone screen. Apparently, I’ve done something that’s worth regretting. I cannot freaking believe that I just sent all of these corny messages to the one and only Rachel Curtis, the most popular girl at school. Who am I kidding? She’s basically a goddess and I’m just a nobody dead hungry for this thing called popularity. I know I made a big mistake when I landed my fist on Ambrose but now I’m starting to think that playing with Rachel Curtis is the biggest mistake that I’ve made to top that. I really think I’m going somewhere for this small act of manipulation. I was well encapsulated in a conscious state of mind when I sent all of these text messages but now I’m starting to reap the feeling of regret. Every single word that I’ve said most definitely meant something
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