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"posh boy?" i try to get Jack's attention.
"what alex?" he snaps angrily.
"i really like you" i say innocently.
he starred at me for about 30 seconds before he picked me up by my waist and crashed his lips onto mine. his lips tasted like strawberries and honey, i didnt want this feeling to end.

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