A calm breeze swept through the trees, clouds rolled in, the air charged, and I looked around for any sign of Emmy Scott. Without looking like I was looking for her. It wasn’t that I didn’t want my friends to know that I was into her, because they already knew I was, but if she got the slightest attention for it, she’d get scared off, and she was already constantly bolting away from me. My eyes lifted, covertly scanning the crowd. She wasn’t waiting for me this morning. I mean, of course she wasn’t, but still. Pretty sure I would’ve died, seeing her waiting on the corner of her block for me,
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