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My Stalker

My Stalker

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Mystery
Unknown-(POV) I saw her walking to the table in her tan flats and cute little uniform with her dark hair in a pony tale. Her smile was beautiful as she looked at the customers with her dark brown eyes. Then wrote down their order. I new then and their at that moment I had to have her. I had to know what she was doing or thinking at all time. I'll make her fall in love with me. If I can't have her know one can.
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