Riley and Tony
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This story is about me, Riley. Now I lived in a small town where pretty much everybody knew everybody but I didn't know about this boy, a grade higher than me. His name was Tony. Brown hair, glasses that he didn't wear up until last year and soft brown eyes. I passed him in the halls and he always made a move to purposefully bump into me so the my books would fall out of my hands and he's help me pick them up. I didn't notice until I opened my eyes and woke up. The world doesn't forget about you.
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