love is tourture
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P-E-N-G-U-I-N-S and that spells penguins! I look over and smile to see that the football players were coming out and that ment Jason and there he is I just about melted Jason was problebly the hottest most popular guy at school I quickly look away. At the end of the game I head over to the lockers for cheerleader and then i stop I see him leaning against my locker and before I could even react he walks up to me I just stand there and smile he leans in, only an inch from my face and then he..... oh got you guys cliff hanger!
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