{ 50 words }

“You jerk!” she says, pushing him away, disgusted with him.  “I can’t believe you said that to me.  We can’t do this.  You can’t kiss me.  I can’t be your girlfriend.  It was all so perfect and now it’s ruined.  Why’d you say it?  Wasn’t my friendship enough for you?”

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Written January 1, 2002.

 Originally published in February 2010 by blink-ink [defunct].

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