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Him: Meet me, I've a present for you.
Me: I'll meet you at the art room.
I was eager to get out of the classroom and everyone was asking where i was hurrying to.
'He's got a present for me!' i said and rushed past them.
A number of my friends followed behind as i walked up to the third floor.
When i saw him, he was alone, leaning by the railings.
He approached me with a smile, i think.
I'm not sure because i was out breath and i was nervous, i think.
The present turned out to be another letter with a drawing of a striped cat right at the front.
"How cute," i said because i wasn't sure what to say.
OK I'M DONE SHOWING OFF BYE
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