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ing final
he practically lived at his girlfriend's place. I could've done the same. We
belong to. I joined a team playing some kind of shooting game o
kes, I kept losing. I didn't enjoy sitting with them too often. They were friendly enough, bu
uinely happy with Mayoko. They'd moved in together and even signed up for a local swimming competition with P
dy missed her after only a few days. But every time I looked at my phone, I re
do, so we usually went into town in groups. We'd go rollerblading, catch a movie,
down my questions for him. We agreed to talk regularly so he could help me with my studies. My cl
ust chatted, played around, or flirted, leaving barely any room for actual swimming. Sometimes I wen
alled, but sometimes I felt li
t harder to focus on studying. I'd compare my lunch to her cooking, wonder what
er life. And why wouldn't she? She was smart, beautiful-there w
ept
day to chat. But they either weren't funny, didn't get my humor, or we just had nothing to talk about. They weren't as shallow as my exes, but none of them c
g-but I was practically the only one
t. Three older girls giggled loudly while staring at me. The one in the middle stood up and walked over. She was tall, slim, with short
d. "I'm Harper
d, drying my ha
y night on our floor," she said
fun," I said.
nd got ready for the party. I only headed over after studying,
, but I didn't want to hold on to any part of my old self. JJ would've taken the sho
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