Bobby Personal Narrative

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I still remember the first day I met Bobby, it was the first day of senior year. Every year on the first day we would have an assembly. Every year it was the same thing, new policy, dress code...blah blah. I was walking with Jax, my boyfriend of since forever it felt like. Jax was messing around with the football team yelling “ throw it over here” echoing throughout the hallway. As the ball flew through the air I looked up just in time to see her walk by. The smell of sweet strawberries followed her. It was like time had stopped when she walked by, everyone stopped in their tracks watching her, she didn't even notice. Compared to the girls that go here, she was extoic. Instead of dresses, she had band tees. Instead of leggings and flats she wore ripped skinny jeans and combat boots. Everything about her was mesmerizing and I wanted to know more.
I was in American Justice when i saw her again, this time i got a really good look at her, she had a small rhinestone in her nose and what looked like half a earring in the middle of her bottom lip. “ Who’s that” “Where did she
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‘Yeah sure you are” Bobbi walked away as the clack of her combat boots followed her. “ WOW! Rude much” Said Emily.
“ yeah she was rude, anyways i gotta go to class” as i walked away.
The last hour of the day was the longest i couldn’t get bobbi out of my head. It was like she planted herself right in my mind. From the moment i saw bobbi or when i ran into her or even in class it was like it was planned. Like a movie script. There was something about her that was different. I jumped as the bell rang i was so lost in thought that i didn't even get my work done. “ What do you wanna today after school, i was thinking the mall or the park” “Uhmm babe i can't today i am staying after with Ms.fields to finish my paper i totally forgot, i'm sorry”i said remorseful. “ It's okay babygirl”
“Are you sure”
“Yeah it's fine i gotta catch up on some stuff

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