All About Her

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She was the one. I knew that since the first time we spoke. The gentle voice that came out of that demure girl struck me by surprise. It wasn’t that I didn’t expect it but it’s serene and pleasing tone hypnotized me into a trance. Each time she spoke, I had to tell myself to snap out of it without looking like an absolute idiot that wasn’t hearing anything other than her voice and none of the words it spoke of.

A week later, we had a group project. Everyone had grouped up and she was asked to joined a group. She insisted that I had to join if she did. It felt great to know that I was a part of her thinking process. One night while I was watching tv, my phone suddenly rang and I picked it up to check. It was a text from her. I never knew how she got my number but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was God bless the soul that gave her my number. We exchanged e-mails and that’s when we really hit it off.

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