I searched for it under my pillow, blanket and bed. I searched in the cabinets but it wasn't there. I started to panic. Then I heard Kuting meowed at the top of the bookshelf and there it was. My cellphone. I totally forgot that I placed it there before having dinner.
I turned it on and I was bombarded by probably, millions of SMS.
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Why You Should Be Single
Teen FictionLouise is a teenager who after she broke up with a jerk named Kyle, finds girl-boy relationship in High School ridiculous. Now, she came up with an idea to herself that there's no point to get through such dilemmas... or is there? Find out as she jo...
