It's after 3rd period and I walk someone to her locker as usual, while she waits for her boyfriend. We start a conversation that I don't remember, but it ended in laughter. My eighth-grade "friend" walks up to me and says, "Liam, stop flirting." He laughs like it's hilarious. My other friends boyfriend shows up; a sign for me to leave. He glances at me and I look forward and start to walk to class. My eighth-grade friend trails after me. "She broke up with you for him?" He tosses me around the hall and takes off to class.
And suddenly I felt happy.

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