My point of view

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Jeffrey:

She has beautiful blonde hair that sits down by her hips and eyes that mimic the ocean. Her voice is so calm that, for a moment there, I blanked - but, back to reality.

"Jeffrey, are you coming?" I have to catch up with her, while I was in my daydream I didn't notice the first bell rang.

As we walk to class, I notice her hand swaying back and forth, almost hypnotizing. I am so tempted to catch it but, I resist.

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When we get to class, there's a whole group of the new students standing in a bunch at the front of the class, waiting to get their seats assigned to them. Emily goes to sit down while I join the group in front. The teacher assigns me a desk that's a couple spots behind Em.

The whole class time I'm distracted by her.

I don't know what's so mesmerizing about the back of a head. Maybe it's the fact that it's her's.

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