Does it still matter?Does it still matter?His fumbling eyes carefully turned against the light. Light blue eyes that reflected his soul, like a window he couldn't hide. He who was the most wanted guy in the entire school. He who sunk tequila after tequila at every party but never threw up. He who dared to cut classes for a whole week and fail on all the tests, when he actually was smart. He was just so f-cking popular.The girl could feel his eyes against her skin. Like a gentle touch it mad her heart jump. And she fell. Flat, on her stomach, and it hurt. She fell for the laugh, it sounded like music in her ears. And she fell for the smile, it sort of glued it
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