Prologue

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I have quite a reputation for being last at my school, Medley High. I was last to turn sixteen, I was last to get a bra, I was last to choose my subjects, I was last to have a boy/girl party and I'm always last out of class. So you catch my drift when I say I'm always last. But not any more because at the end of the the summer holidays, when my best friend Charlie snagged herself a boyfriend, she made a promise that I would not be the last girl in my year to get a boyfriend, this is the tale of the year I tried to get a boyfriend.

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