We met in second grade. It was nothing special, in fact I hated her. She was a new girl, a pretty one in fact she was going to take away my popularity. I just knew it so I hated her. She also talked back to me and didn't listen to what I said, yes I will admit looking back I was a bossy child, and to be honest I still am pretty bossy. But she saw through me and stood up to me this was different, and I didn't like it.
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Our Story
RomanceThis is a story about myself and my feelings towards someone who is dear to me. I apologize if grammar is wrong. I feel that I need to express my feelings
