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Facebook stalking: let's just admit it. We ALL do it. You can't deny it. You see a cute guy, you find out his name, and soon enough you're typing it into the search box on your Facebook account.
And I found myself doing exactly this when I found out about Matt Miller. Matt, with his dirty blonde hair and kind exterior. Matt, who's on the baseball team and improv comedy. Matt, who walked the halls with confidence and an apathetic facial expression.
But it wasn't his looks or skills that won me over; it was his words. In all my ten years of school, I had never met a guy who wrote -- and I mean really wrote -- and who loved it as much as I did. As I secretly read his writing, written with an intelligent and sophisticated style, I found myself falling for a guy who I didn't even know.
We barely met eyes. It was probably for a millisecond. But in that millisecond, I found myself mesmerized by his mysterious persona.
short, i know. continue?