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Ok if you think that the book is going to be based in the cover than you are completely wrong. I think this book describes more about a person, yes a person not a book. My name is James.

Let's say I have plenty of friends and for being 12 years old, puberty has affected me like a bitch. But that doesn't matter what it matters is that I'm in love. And I have never felt like this for anyone. But her she was beautiful.

But here was the problem. She wasn't available. Not for boyfriend,parents (well maybe parents), but no it was "religion". Goddamn it !!! Okay so I am Christian and I love God and I can't say I hate him. But right now I wish God could change her mind. I want her to be my religion. My religion didn't depend on relationship. While hers you can't date until you are 18 ?! Ok I'm not going to judge.

But yeah. Her name is Ashlie and she is the lost beautifulest creature God ever made. She was almost perfect. She was like God was like
"Okay let's make Jesus daughter." Probably said God
Ok I'm not going to sit here and write everything down about her. I came here to tell you about the years I promised her.

I met Ashlie when I was 11 and like every thirsty 11 year older I saw her and
I said "dafuq!!!"
I "met" her by my friend Angelica which was her sister, and I really wanted to talk to her. But I wasn't just going to text her and say hello I'm your sister friend :). NOOOOOOOOO
I had made a plan. And like I am the smartest and the stupidest man alive I called my friend Jack and told him
"Prank call NOW"
" da' hell ?!"
"You know Angelica's sister?" I responded
"Yeah what about her" said jack
"Yeah. She is hot-"
"The fuc-"
"Shut the hell up! As I was saying. She is hot and I really want to talk to her."

I answered anxiously
So we did. We succeeded, bearly. But we succeeded and I started talking to her here is where the shit starts to get real.

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