Love with bradley will Simpson
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It was the day I was gowing to see my brothers band james I'm scared a bit but who no' s they could be really nice giys.
Kaitlin! James shouted
Yeah! I souted back
Time to go!
Ok give me two seconds!
I was done and I was now in James car and we were driving to see the boys I can feel difrents things in my stomic gowing on.
Here we are " James said to me in a calm voice
K " I said
We started walking in to Starbucks wich I heard somebody shout of James and we started to walk over I saw three boy sat on a sofer and then I saw a Curley boy sat on a single sofer and he was laughing at something but I don't no what I sat opeset him and he spoke up.
Hi I'm Bradley but people call me brad for short" brad said to me with his gorges smile as I got cut off by James.
Kaitlin stop drulling over brad! He said cutting me out of my thoughts.
Sorry what? I said come fused as the boys started to laugh at me.
I said stop drulling over brad " he said to me as I blushed.
Oh sorry " I said In baresed .
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