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ean as a hound's tooth and I could smell the freshly applied disinfectant. The doors was symmetrically aligned and marked with respective tags and there were zero

g. It was to be the places which enabled a person to think freely and raise their own opinion. I supposed that it would be the excell

meone replied .Laughter along with excited conversation and shouts filled up the room

aining about all the wrong stuffs happening to them. They were engrossed in the world of makeup's, celebrity crushes and many more. So

t me and I just gave him a blank stare. Every other noise was their laughter and they would occasionally roar out like

s I stood fixated like an anchor scanning an empty seat. The back bench crammed up with those popular football club boys and the m

he stammered and moved his books at another new desk. The boys were all instant smiles as I turned around and the girls

ning brown hair and lanky frame, Mr. Beaver, our homeroom teacher walked in. "Guys shut

he had that mop of brown hair that complimented his chiseled face and there were those blue eyes as deep as ocean that reflected

hin me. His blue eyes met my brown eyes and instantly disarming me. I ga

him know that I will be his best of friend. I pictured him as a puppy leaping onto me, swinging his tail to and fro, p

and adorable he had that mimosa 'touch me not' kind of vibe. He resembled that of a child who hide

with his finger. "Hey I know you are kind of introvert like me and I think we would make

d at me and gave me a beautiful smile, "Umm... I am Sam, " he said accepting my out

t he was nowhere to be seen. With the hope of meeting him, after ordering my lunch I w

ome externally, but he was dazzling inwardly. His faced marked with slight frown and lips drawn into thin line, something was wrong

d love in his eyes and it really confused me. I had that doubt that he liked me as how I liked him but that thought was totally absurd. His pinkish lips pr