I got her number. We weren’t friends yet, but as Kyree put it, there’s
something to be said for a boy who would save somebody’s life. Just like there’s
something to be said for a girl who needs something to live for. Chelsea wasn’t
really interesting anymore, anyways, so I was ready to move onto a new
girlfriend. And we would both benefit.
No harm, right?
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Love In Actuality
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