Coach

The Coach ride back to school had been a nightmare.

I knew I was young but that Jacob seemed so nice in so many ways. He did also seem slightly older than me. 12, perhaps.

I sighed and joined in with the chit chat.

His hair, eyes. Errrr, I'm should not be thinking about him. I mean, it's not like I'll see him again right????

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