much farther , and she would be in the hall . her hand was cold , unpleasant to touch . we head over to the pier . he then cut another strip exactly like the first . he looks up at me with his smile wide and his eyes bright . had she always been so unpleasant ? he 'd go running after school , even when it was n't track season . my heart is racing when i urge , `` please tell me this is okay , '' because the thought of this scares me . 