I'm not the kind of guy that people dream about. Never was. I didn't have the good looks, or boyish charm. No sexiness, no bad-assery, no nothing.
But she was. She was THAT girl. I know, because I've dreamt about her.
But how did I end up with her? That's the question isn't it? And I'll tell you. To all you hopeless romantics out there: it's not so hopeless. This is my story.
- DM
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A Simple Switch
Teen FictionDylan Matthews, a shy guy, was always in the shadows until he spontaneously decided to adopt a sh*t-load of ego and go for his dream girl. He realizes that she is deeply troubled, and human just like anyone else, despite the pedestal he had put her...
