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"Nah, I don't think she's perfect for the play." I agreed with my sister. I'm never perfect for anything, but all I can do is try.

Tyler looks at me. "Are you sure. You're perfect for the play, you have everything!" He exclaims. I grinned but shooked my head no.

"Tyler, I already told you. She isn't perfect, just leave it that way. Okay?" My sister snapped.

He's face saddened and nodded his head, "Okay then." I heard him mumbled.

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