Loser like Me

Loser like Me

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Imagine this, Your sitting at your desk in the middle of class when a crumpled up piece of notebook paper comes swirling at your head until it bounces off your noggin and lands on your desk. You look up and search for what idiot threw this at you and meet the gaze of your worst enemy, Ash Kenton. The high School Jock and quarterback. You unwrap the balled up paper and try reading the scribbled out words, "Will you be my girlfriend?" You quickly jot down your answer before the teacher notices and throw the paper back. Ash easily catches it and turns in his seat. Slowly unwrapping the paper, he reads your writing and looks back at you with a slightly annoyed face. What did you write? "Get lost loser!" Of course!
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