finding love with dylan

finding love with dylan

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Avery is just a normal 13 year old girl. She goes to school. Worries about how well she dresses. Worries about wether her crush likes her back. Which in this case, he doesn't. So she moves on. Or at least tries. She decided to start making friends and join her local soccer team. Though unexpectedly she meets a guy. But he's not your ordinary girl meets guy, girl likes guy. Everything is perfect until she realizes he's 17. He doesn't realize how young she is and starts to fall for her. Will everything be lost when he finds out the truth? Authors Note- hey so this is my second fan fic. This is my real life crisis so I decided to right about it. There is a ryann (me) & there is a dylan (a guy) & there is an age difference of 4 years.
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