Prologue

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"I like you please go out with me" I shouted at the top my lungs while handing her 3 flowers with one bent. Now this took all the effort I had and confidence but guess what I am not that lucky in the field of love. Yes, this is a confession from none other than Lou Marcus Lee. "uhm Lou, I'm really sorry but I just see you as a best friend. Heck I think of you as a little brother!"

If any of you are wondering why we are starting this bullshit of a story of mine with a confession, well it is because this situation always happens. Unfortunately, I am what you call the Nation's Best friend. Just my luck, another girl who became my best friend. That makes it 10. Wow, I am rich in friends. The girl I just confessed too? Her name is Vanessa Lopez and I just met her this year at my Senior High School debut.

She is not important to this story since my so-called "best friends" just forget the confession ever happened and start to ignore me. So, the same situation will probably happen. "Okay, I understand" I said as try to get away from the area while doing the walk of shame. You know what, fuck relationships and contact with girls. If I just keep getting friend-zoned by the people that I like, then I do not give a damn about those types of social relationships. I have myself, myself, myself, and myself to care about.

Though saying that, something does start to happen and change with the way my life structures the social and intimate relationships that I have. Well stick around and read this story of mine since this is only a prologue of sorts. Yup we really started this boring story of mine with bullshit. 

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