I missed his stares but it's creepy

When i was in fifth grade . . .

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It was when, i was in fifth grade. i was just a normal girl with a puffy face, i'm shy at first when it comes to new people, but when i get more closer, i just get more energy and get the weird feelings like....i don't know.

okay so to the story,

when i got used to my classmates. we were all good. the boys aren't that bad, really. i'm serious. but it started one day, i have that feeling that someone was staring at me at break times or between classes. but, i acted that it wasn't a stare and continue gossping with my best friends.

i was all having fun with my friends and some boys joined us, one creepy who always jumps like a happy kid having joy in his life - while i'm not *cries* - okay. 

"are you alright

I snapped out from my thoughts turning my head at my friend who sits front of me. i shrugged, nodding my head at her "i'm fine" with a silent whisper. she nodded at me with a worry smile. scoffing, "i'm fine girl, don't mind me" i whispered at her then turned my head and i caught someone staring at me.

a blush crept on my face, that's my classmate, the boy who i sat front of him when i got in the class because the seats were taken then got to change my seat cause my friend wanted me to be behind her. wait, why am i blushing at him!? he's so creepy. wait a second, he's the one who was watching me, cause HE'S STARING AT ME NOW - blankly -.

i shrugged then avoided him, turning my head back to my friend who already back faced me. 

this been on going since weeks and got at the middle of the semester but he doesn't say a word. i wonder what got into him. he always stares at me at the time i'm not watching him or watching him. but if i caught his eyes, he won't stop, it's weird. i think, that time, i got used to it but it's still creepy to me. there's the time when i gave him a small smile which he just gave a small smile too and avoided me.

wow finally he stopped

you think so!?

not. it's still.

but here comes the day when i came in my class, i waved at my friend then sat on my seat. the morning goes the same but something is weird. i turned and noticed the boy - who kept staring at me - wasn't on his place. i shrugged. it's not like i care.

speaking or caring. i asked my friend about the boy, she don't have any idea of it so i nodded at her. i caught the boys talking, so maybe i'll get something, sure i did, i heard that the boy transefered to another school, the boy was arguing a lot to not leave the school.i sighed, speaking about caring to him or whatever, it's like,

i missed his stares, but it's creep thought which i don't understand why is he staring, is this one of the mocks or he wanted to tell me something...well it's not like my life is romantic, DUH *burst into tears*

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here you go, the first chapter about one of my - not - romantic life. not really, i just kept on wondering why was he?! i don't have a clue too, it's just creepy that he keeps on staring but it's a long time ago, i transfered to another school and i alredy missed my best friend who stayed with me since the first grade.

*sigh*

that memory won't wipe off my mind.

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