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"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. OW!" I scream.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Austin asks me.

"Oh, nothing. Just trying to forget something."

Austin gave me that look I dreaded. "So, your way of forgetting something is by hurting your wrist with a hair band?"  (a/n: I actually do this. I don't know why. Also, you'll find out the real reason why she does this later.)

"..." I hesitate. "Yupp!"

Phew! That was close! I don't want Austin finding out why I really hurt myself with a hair band. He would blow a blood vessel. And I don't want to see my boyfriend bleed.

Hi. My name is Zuri. I'm 17 years old, and, obiviously, Austin is my boyfriend.

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Shall I continue?

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