Indeed there is... Yet this (ehem, cute) guy ran into me and pretty much tackled me to the ground and fell on top of me when we were playing flag football.
I wasn't really hurt... He was more hurt than I was. And he got off immediately and apologized and asked if I was okay over and over. And how could I possibly say I wasn't? Graciously, I accepted his apologies... Plus he was seriously cute. Like, hot....
Haha. :) Teenage girls = hormones.
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