Nancy ran across the room. Her hair was a mess. She still can't find her hair brush.
Oh boy! She's gonna be late for school!
"Nancy! I'm going now!" Her mother called out. Nancy ran her fingers through each and every tangle of her blonde brownish hair.
"Coming mother!" She grabbed her zipped up binder and hurried downstairs.
At Eastwood hills Nancy met up with Jake. Her boyfriend.
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Eversince the day that we met
RomantizmA story about Nancy and Jake...a very cute couple I picture on my mind. My imagination runs wild forever!
