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I made my way through the hallway and saw Dakota standing next to the counter. I stopped midway and just took her in. She was in black skirt that just hugged every curve she had perfectly. Her candy apple red shirt clung to her body like another layer of skin, the front was low cut and revealed more of her breasts I had ever seen. She was wearing heels so she was taller, but she still wasn't as tall as I was. Her hair was straight and fell over her shoulder, some strands wondered over the front of her shirt. Part of me couldn't help but to be jealous that she wasn't dressing like that for me. I loved her. I wish I hadn't fallen in love with my roommate, or my teacher at that. But here I was, jealous as I watched her get ready for her date. Hopelessly and completely.. in love with Miss Avery..
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