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This wasn’t supposed to happen. This can’t happen.
Michael POV
Its summer. I’m at this church camp: Camp Harmony. My mom sent me here to learn more — I don’t want to be here. I see someone. Blonde curls, my height, piercing blue eyes.
“Hey” I say softly to the curly haired boy. He’s really pretty.
“Hi, I’m Luke.” He replies, matching my energy. Luke. I like that.
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We hang out all day until lunch comes.
“Luke do you want to sit with me at lunch?? I don’t really have anyone to sit with.”
He nods and we get to a table, and he sits beside me. His knee leans against mine a bit, catching me off guard.
“So I never got your name” Luke looks at me while talking.
“It’s Michael.”
We eat our lunch, us laughing together and talking. I think we will get along just fine—or maybe more than fine