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OLIVIA

I gaze out of the car window. I see the familiar houses and notice the silent street, I realize that the cab is almost at Aiden's house.

Butterflies start fluttering in my stomach, and the corner of my mouth curls up into a lopsided smile.

I can't help but smile. I can't help how excited I feel inside of me.

Soon, I will be at Aiden's front door, and his brown eyes will meet mine, they will pierce through me, making me feel weak in the knees.

Wait, what is happening to me? Why am I feeling this way? This is not the first time I have been to Aiden's house or seen him. Why do I feel this way?

When it comes to Aiden, I act like I have never met him before. I act like I have never tasted his lips. I act like it is the first time we are meeting. I don't know why it is like this.

I fish out my hand mirror from my purse, and check my face in the mirror. I also pull out my lip gloss, and apply it to my lips, still looking at myself in the mirror.

I have become too girly these days.