Chapter Three

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Foster P.O.V.

I was so nervous, and my mom would not stop blabbering. I'm not even sure if I know what she was saying. i just occasionally replied, "Yes...Ah-Huh...Yup....Yes Ma'am..." Finally we arrived at the school and she let me out of the car, but not before she said, "I love you sweetie!" I sighed and turned to walk into the school when I saw this girl. She was beautiful with blonde hair, light blue eyes, and nice curves. She had on a tight, bright red mini skirt, and a white and red stripped crop  top, and red converse. She looked over at me, realized i was starring at her, smiled, giggled, then walked away...

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