When I was seven and you were nine, daddy made a joke about us falling in love, and I looked at you and couldn't help but blush, I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried~ Mary's Song, Taylor Swift
Falling In Love With The Boy Next Door"Who is it?" I said, running to the window. "Is it someone who looks nice?"
My older sister, Sam, winked at me from the window. "Someone cute, I think! About your age, as well..."
I blushed, and ran to the window. I looked at the boy.
The boy next door.
The boy next door... What a cliché. Or so Harriet thinks.
She refuses to fall for Josh- I mean, seriously! How awkward would that be?
But love is difficult. Harriet can't help who she likes...
Even if it is The Boy Next Door.
Short, but, ah well.
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Seriously, though, just don't. I will find out.
*creepy face*
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