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Fifty-Seven
Emily Harper As I walked down the corridor leading to the elevator, I felt my heart racing. My thoughts were still racing, with one thought running after the other. What was that all about? Did I just get a very close call with a kiss? Or did I imagine the whole thing? No, he was definitely leaning closer to me. He was going to kiss me... I'm sure of it. But the phone rang, ruining everything. Sighing, I tried to calm my thoughts, putting a stop to the constant barrage of questions. The elevator sounded its bell as the doors opened. I stepped inside, pressed the button for the 40th floor, and waited with my back against the wall as the doors closed. I stood there, eyes closed, thinking about what just happened. I didn't know what to think or feel. I knew that something was happening. The
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