Hanna knew it by now, with no doubts, she definately liked Dave Handriks. And he definatley did not like her. At another party, this time without talking him. She wanted to. She knew she wanted to. He'd talked to other girls, danced with other girls. Maybe she was over-reacting, but to her that kind of meant that he liked someone else. 1
"Go talk to him." 2
"No." Why could't they just leave her alone? She was hurt enough.3
"You know, he was at our school yesterday. He was kindof looking around, then he left."4
"Whatever."5
Hanna walked towards the bathroom, the one far away and abondaned. She just sat there for a second. Then she stood up and thrust her index finger down her throat. 6
She choked, finger hitting the back of her mouth. Dang it. How could she not do it? She needed to do something.
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The end of "Dave Handriks"
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