he showed up at her house at noon, with books, just like he promised. he brushed his hair and dressed up for you. you didn't care. you opened the door, rolling your eyes. "come in."
he stepped inside, and followed you to the dining room table.
you barely listened as he tried to show you the theorem you were struggling on.
you were watching him braid her long, blonde hair.
you were so jealous.
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Miss Perfection
Short Storyabout a girl who was just too perfect. #148 general fiction #521 short story
