GABE

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GABE

Her number? Gabe slung his backpack off his back and pulled out a stray piece of paper where his iPod was. Sure enough, it had Sam's number written on it. Gabe smiled a little bit. He was glad she made the first move, unlike Dean, he was a little wary about girls at first. This was a beginning to what looked like an awesome school year, Gabe though to himself as he and his best friend lounged around, in their secret spot, smoking, this is going to be too good to be true.


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