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We sat outside under a tree. It was sunny with a slight warm breeze going through the air. I looked at her.

"What are you going to do now, you loved football."

"Yea I do." She corrected me. "I don't know I have bigger problems."

"Like what?"

" telling my parents I like girls and I have a girlfriend."

"You have a girlfriend."

"Do I?" She looked at me. It took me sometime to figure out what she was saying. The I smiled and nodded.

"Of course you do." She smiled and said,

"Well then, to my parents house."

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