.:Amu's POV:.
I laid on my bed that evening and thought about everything. Wal-Mart, my job, my parents, and even Ikuto.
I thought about Ikuto the most. His soft, dark blue hair. His piercing midnight blue eyes. He even kissed me! Twice!
I still didn't understand it though. It was…well, awkward. I never think about Ikuto in that way. I said the last part out loud.
"So you do think about me, Amu."
I jumped. Was that-? "GET OUT OF MY ROOM, STUPID PERV!" I yelled.
"Shh…You might wake the city if you do that."
I looked down at my bed. How the heck did he get in here! No way… "Why are you in here,...
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