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Part of Paris

Fiona groaned, leaning back and shelling herself away form him. "It's not like I want to be." She mumbled.
 
"Well it's not exactly making everyone be nice to you. Sometimes it just makes you a loner to others, which puts you up as a victim for bullying." Kevin lectured.
 
"That's not good." He reacted to the anger with wide eyes. "Do you want to be harassed on?" Kevin asked, "How do you think I got 'cool'? I showed my real self."
 
"Nor do you me, at least who I was before." Kevin said, "I was six, a loner, no one even cared about me enough if they ran me over or stepped on me at recess time. I was sad, crying home everyday. Until I took a change and tried to stand out and make friends." He had a little tear in his eye from the memory.
 
"That's when my mother passed." Kevin said looking away, "I had enough friends to support me through it that I realized the new me was better, more friends, better personality." He smiled at the thought of his friends.
 
"Alright...it was just a history lesson about my..past." Kevin said, laying his head on the other side of the couch. "Tell no one, please."
 
An hour later, Kevin woke up with a blanket covering him. He had no idea what to do. What he did was think about his past, his mothers death struck him the real hardest.
 
Morning came, and Kevin realized he was on someones couch. "What the bloody hell happened last night?" He asked, holding his pounding head. "Did I drink..." He asked himself.
 
Kevin pulled the blanket off of him, staring at the beautiful scenery high out of the window. He saw a picture of Fiona on one of her counters and screamed in his mind. "Oh no."
 

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