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.Aubrey's music wasn't blaring through her earphones and she heard someone speak suddenly. Making her slightly jump in surprise. Taking out her earphones, she turned the iPod off and placed it onto her lap. "Oh," The girl said in surprise, she hadn't thought anyone had paid much attention to her when she was drawing. No one ever did. With his compliment a smile came to her face, "Um, thank you." No one ever gave her compliments about her art; or quite frankly anything. Glancing down at her iPod, she cursed under her breath at the time. "Um, it was really meeting you, but I'm going to have to be rude and leave. Sorry, but I'm afraid I'll be late to school." She bit her lip and smiled apologetically to the boy before stuffing the iPod into her pocket and hanging the strap of the messenger bag over her shoulder.
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Sorren smiled at the girl, "No problem at all." He continued to hold the umbrella above the girl and himself. "Me? I was just passing through after picking up some things from the Post Office, and I saw you out in the rain. What about you? Where are you heading?" He asked, a charming and slightly flirtatious smile coming over his face as he stood there in the rain- shielded by the umbrella. His next move would be to offer her a ride to wherever she needed. But if she accepted, the destination would change.
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If I let you in, you'd just want out.
If I tell you the truth, you'd vie for a lie.
If I spilt my guts, it would make a mess we can't clean up.
If you follow me, you will only get lost.
If you try to get closer, we'll only lose touch.
Yes you already know too much; and you're not going anywhere.
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