Prologue

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"He would never talk but he was not shy
She was a street smart girl but she could not lie
They were perfect for each other"

"Faye is weird. Faye is still seventeen and she's shorter than me. Faye has brown, almost black hair, cut to above her shoulders and dark blue eyes. Faye wears black. Faye wears short skirts with nylon knee socks that makes our teachers sigh in disappointment when she walks by. Faye always has on her worn down boots that rattles when she walks. Faye parties with older lads who graduated years ago. Faye sits at the back of the classroom with her annoying friends but she always raises her hand when the teacher asks a question. I haven't ever seen Faye laugh, but sometimes she makes jokes that I overhear, so I know she's got humor. Faye rolls her eyes when I try to talk to her, but her friends are worse. Faye's mardy."

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"Alex is... fine. Alex is just a little taller than me and I don't know when his birthday is. Why would I? Alex has brown hair but it has grown way too long, and I'm pretty sure he has brown eyes too. Alex has on normal clothes, nothing unusual, it doesn't look like he cares too much. Alex never knows the answer to the teacher's question so I get to answer them for him. That makes my friends laugh, but only because they hate Alex. They don't care about school. Alex hangs around those annoying loud blokes but he doesn't yell as much as they do. Alex goes to parties with the rest of the school. Alex and his friends sit in the middle of the classroom, right in front of me, every day. Alex sometimes tries to turn around and talk to me, just to get on my nerves. Alex only talks in annoying pick up lines and jokes. Alex is an idiot."

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