Loves Little Flaws

Loves Little Flaws

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My name is Alex, Alex Humphrey. My life is pretty good well until some weird things started happening. I'm 17 and I am 2 months from moving out. I have Two best friends, their names are Trish and Xavier. Xavier is a total flirt and a player but if you get to meet him he is really sweet and caring plus she is a jock at football and basketball. The weird thing is he is one of the smartest people in the school. Trish is a girl who is really shy to people she doesn't know but to her best friends (me and Xavier) she is super hyper and he is always talking about the new creepy play stories she reads. Well enough about me and my friends. Click the read button to see what is happening right now...
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