Chapter 1

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I was sitting under the live oak tree in front of my house in Salinas, California thinking about having a dream boyfriend. I then realised I'm only 17 I don't need to have a perfect boyfriend. I was only a soft more! But I couldn't get my mind off of having a dream boyfriend. I couldn't help but wonder what would it be like to date a guy so perfect that it was too good to be true but at the same time was. I decided that I was going to do everything that I could. Which was facing all the mean girls that God wanted me to. I knew it was going to be hard but I was willing to try.

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