Chapter 1: Were it all began

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She sits there across the room completely un aware of me. "Ah she is so beautiful" I said speaking my mind. My friend Richard sat next to me and noticed me in my state of being dazed. "Come on Alejandro you have been liking this girl for some time now" he said in annoyance. Clearly I knew he was getting tired of me talking about my love.

Hi my name is Alejandro Rodriguez and the girl of my dreams that is ten desks away from me. Her name is Veronica de los sontos e such a beautiful name. At my side is my bestfriend Richard he is like my brother and he always looks after me. No back to me, I'm a simple mixed mutt, parents are divorced, I have a step brother and a blood brother. I was thirteen when I met her and I use to fall head over heels for her. Now things have changed but that is for later.

I met veronica in middle school, God she was so lovely she made my heart melt and fly away at the same time. "Hey Alejandro" she said cheerfully waking from my daze. "Oh, hey veronica" I replied shocked. She tilts her head to the side a little "Is there something wrong" she asked. "No I was just thinking" I replied flatly, "oh ok just checking I saw u staring and I was wondering what was on your mind" she said in her cutiest voice that made my heat fly. "Oh well thanks I guess".

I walked in the hallway to my loocker to put some books in there and grab my next periods work. When I close my locker Richard stands there with a smirk on his face. "what's gotten you in a happy mood" is said annoyed. "Well I saw you epicly fail with veronica early" he said with an amused smirk on his face. "Whatever man Im just glad I didn't pee on my self when she talked to me" I replied. "You know the dance is coming soon" he said. "yea I know I'm going to ask her to it I'm just so nervous I think I love her man" he puts his hand on my shoulder and said " I know man just do it before someone else does ok bro" then he walked away. The words sunk into my head as I walked to my next class.

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