Xzavier's pov.
It seemed like it lasted forever. But surprisingly it didn't. "Its not your fault that I got in that wreck if anything it's mine and I'm not gonna like someone who thinks that my wreck was there fault okay I love more than a friend and if you just want to never see me again that's fine" she said almost crying. We just looked into each other's eyes hers were a light bright green. "Your eyes are so pretty" I say.
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I'm hippy I guess
Teen Fiction"HEY MOM"!!!!! "WHAT"!! "COME HERE"!! I was standing in my room I never knew what to wear. That's why I called for my mom but she's not my real mom I was adopted. The best thing was that she wasn't the age of a mom for a kid my age. She was 50 years...
