Strange feelings (i)

He wasn't handsome, not like the boys shown on tv. He was a boy with neither smooth words, nor expressions. He was never surrounded by girls—rather, he played sports all day with his friends, giving no attention to the girls around him.

It was understandable, seeing that they were only in sixth grade. But the girl was different. She was a year older than him, mature for her age, hitting her growth spurt way before her friends, the tallest out of all of them; the girls, at the very least.

She wasn't particularly interested in sports, although she was good, even on the guys' standard—she could block any soccer ball that came her way.

she was rather awkward with boys, however; she'd started liking them as boys, not as friends, already.

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She met him while playing soccer.

They didn't even exchange "hi"s, and she didn't have interest in him—at first.

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