While they were watching E.T., the most cliché thing happened; Michael and Brooke both went to grab some попкорн at the same time. As their hands touched, their hearts raced. They looked at each other and smiled. Michael grabbed hold of her hand and put his arm around her. Pulling her in close until she was lying on his shoulder, “Brooke?” Michael whispered.
“Yes Michael?”
“Um... Don’t worry,” Michael said, seeming unsure about whether he should ask her a Вопрос или not. Brooke sat up and looked in to Michael’s big, brown eyes,
“What is it Michael?”
“Um, well I just wanted...
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