Crown The Mystery That Is Woman Crown

I meet a girl at school
She says hi and goes on to class
I think she likes me
I go on to my class
It's lunch time
I set my tray down
I suddenly feel a unexpected warmth on my
shoulder
I turn around IT'S HER!!
I think: she must really like me
I'm on my way back to class
I hear crying
I follow it
It's HER!! She says to leave that she hates me
I think: I guess she doesn't like me
I go back to class
*The bell rings*
I'm headed for my bus
She comes up along side me and grabs my hand
She gets on the bus and sits next to me
On the bus she keeps slowly moving closer to me
I think: I guess she does like me
It's my stop so I get off the bus and go home
*The next day*
It's lunch
She's there
I take a chance and ask her out
*She bloWS UP*
NO I WILL NOT GO OUT WITH YOU!!!
With that she stomps out of the room
I slump down in my chair
I'm so confused


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