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Angle with attitude

Angle with attitude

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jan 4, 2015
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We all have a part in history right? so let me tell you a story about a girl who thought everything was a waste of time and that doing things alone is way better. Both my parents died when I was little, they didn't have any relatives strangely like they all disappeared so I've been alone, parent less and family less. Slowly I got to realize friends are a waste of time so now I’m defiantly alone but that’s OK I've been alone for five years.' 'My hair which is in a messy bun looked like it glowed in the sun, the golden colored could mistake it for a 1st class wig, as my green eyes fixed on my designated area.' 'WOW and i thought i was clever so why did i run into a explosion stupid, stupid me.'
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*Insert dramatic music* Two best friends, normal, right? Well, not in this case. Love wasn't a thing in either of their lives. But when each other entered, it...was awkward..? A not so innocent blonde and a very outgoing, annoying brunette. Stuck between, just friends, or each other's love interests. What will they do? Will boys get in the way, or were they always meant for each other... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Avery and I were walking the field, talking to each other, or should I say just her talking and me listening. We walk past this tree, and then she stops. "Wait! Can we sit under this tree? It's kinda hot, and also, I'm getting lazy." I smile at her. "Of course!" I say, going under the tree and sitting down. She walks over as well, I pull my hand out to help her, she takes it and sits next to me. "Wow, such a gentleman," she mocks. I laugh at her joke. I love that she makes me smile.

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