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Killer Smile

Killer Smile

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jun 16, 2017
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Growing up in Washington, no not Washington D.C, Washington, Louisiana. Population of 957 people. Yeah, It's kind of hard being 17 years old and not having much friends or boyfriends because every person you run into is either your cousin, 2nd cousin, 3rd cousin, and so on. It's weird when you find out your first boyfriend in 7th grade named Dale is your cousin. Don't worry, we never kissed. It's really awkward at family get together's though. You understand why I hate this town, right? But my senior year, that changed. There was a new kid, he didn't fit in this small country town and I guess that's what drew me to him.
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*Insert dramatic music* Two best friends, normal, right? Well, not in this case. Love wasn't a thing in either of their lives. But when each other entered, it...was awkward..? A not so innocent blonde and a very outgoing, annoying brunette. Stuck between, just friends, or each other's love interests. What will they do? Will boys get in the way, or were they always meant for each other... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Avery and I were walking the field, talking to each other, or should I say just her talking and me listening. We walk past this tree, and then she stops. "Wait! Can we sit under this tree? It's kinda hot, and also, I'm getting lazy." I smile at her. "Of course!" I say, going under the tree and sitting down. She walks over as well, I pull my hand out to help her, she takes it and sits next to me. "Wow, such a gentleman," she mocks. I laugh at her joke. I love that she makes me smile.

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