Make up your mind
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Ongoing8m
Last published Fri, Jan 2, 2015
" I love the way your chocolate long wavy hair shines like the sun, your green eyes remind me of emeralds and glisten with light every time i look at you", Austin stared at me in a loving way.
Wait... Loving...
*beep beep beep*
Of course it was just a dream.
Austin and Audrey were best friends since as long as they could remember until Nate had a change of heart, but why does he still secretly hang out with Audrey?
" Damn you Austin make up your mind"
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