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She could feel the music in her chest making her feel more alive than ever. She glanced sideways to see him staring at her with a look that made her heart do somersaults and handstands. How could just one look make one go crazy? She now knew that it could. She tore her eyes away from him trying to focus on something else that would not give away how she was really feeling. She was known to be the calm one, and so this flustered version she was projecting right now was really cramping her style and tainting the image she tried so hard to maintain. 

Her friend Gina was busy trying to get them both some corn in a cup they had been eyeing since the carnival began. The smell of melted butter had been wafting in the air the minute they arrived they couldn't help but join in the long line of people dying for a taste too. Cammy turned around to check if he was still there and was disappointed to see him gone.She couldn't believe that after 5 years of leaving the college that he still could have that effect on her. Apparently old habits die hard. So obsessed was she with Sam throughout her college years he had been that constant person she would hope to bump into everyday.


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