Old School 2: The Sky

Old School 2: The Sky

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I know being in a band with the most beautiful mates in the world is the best, especially when they're all my best friends. One loss is just enough, as he will always be in our heart, Kale. Too bad there's no more the famous sitar player. Emily is such a beautiful person and I know Steve is perfect for her. I know Kale is watching her and us up there smiling knowing how successful we are, and I'm glad about it. I've been watching her kissing her true love at the altar, which is Steve. They're made for each other. Almost at the age of 26, and I haven't found anyone perfect yet. I've met some guys, but they're just actually wanted me because I'm famous. I've been getting into other's love story lately, what about my love story?
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