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by Maybeth 2/28/2014, 11:56 amJason was wearing his T-shirt and a blue and green shirt upon it. Just as ussual. Jason rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. It was still early, dusk. But he had gone out to take some fresh air. Jason had long time to actually talk to Victoria, even more, meet her and hang out with her. But that couldn't mean such a wonderful girl would hang out with someone else in his absence right? He had worries about it. He dug his hands into his pockets, but there he found the little piece of paper where he had writen the poem his father told him about her. He placed it back in, and walked back to the doorway of his cabin, leaning there watching around.
