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Ongoing, First published Feb 18, 2019
"never seen you around before, you new?" the mystery man asked me. 
"yeah, is there a beach party every weekend?" i asked him. 
"yeah, i never really go to them, but i'm glad i came this time," he says looking at me. 
"why?" i ask curiously. 
"because i mostly likely, wouldn't have met you," he says smiling. 
"lexi," i say sticking my arm out to give him a handshake. 
"ethan," he says, shaking my hand. 
and that's where it all began. 
at the beach party.
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