He pulled my foot, drawing me closer. Being this close to him was making me feel dizzy and nervous. I said it again, one last time, even though i didn't mean it.
"Conrad let go of me."
He did. And then he dunked me. It didn't matter. I was already holding my breath.

Autor: Jenny Han

He pulled my foot, drawing me closer. Being this close to him was making me feel dizzy and nervous. I said it again, one last time, even though i didn't mean it.<br />"Conrad let go of me."<br />He did. And then he dunked me. It didn't matter. I was already holding my breath. - Jenny Han




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