Kylie Allen was her name. She was 5'5 with straight blond hair, eyes so blue that they could make hell freeze over, and had the most prettiest smile I've ever seen, boy was she a stunner. This girl was my bestfriend. As I was noting her features she looked up at me and smiled. My hands were starting to sweat, ughhhh I hated how she had this affect on me. Oh yeah, let me introduce myself, I'm Kendall Mason. I'm 6'2. I have curly brown hair, and dark brown eyes, and most girls would say that I have an awesome body, I think so too (not trying to sound too cocky, but it was true), what guy wouldn't think their body was awesome. Anyways, I've known Kylie since the dreadful day we met, we were born in the same hospital and to make matters even more strange, on the same day, August 15, 1995. That still doesn't really answer how we met and I can guarantee you its far from ordinary.
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