Prologue

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Prologue:

After about five minutes of running down the street together, we finally stopped to catch our breathe. We both looked at each other and started to laugh. We looked like idiots running down the street at three am. But I wouldn't mind running down the street with that boy. He was perfect, he was everything I wanted in a boy and more. His hair was the perfect blonde and styled perfectly. His eyes were so blue, I got lost in them every time. His smile is what really won be over with his looks, he had this lip ring that suited him amazingly. Every time he'd smile I couldn't help but smile back. But his looks weren't the only perfect thing about him. He was shy and quiet but I liked that. He was the sweetest boy I had ever met. But the only imperfect thing about him was he was my brothers best friend, and band mate.

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