jasmins day
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Complete Sun, Apr 19, 2015<5 mins
it all started when I woke up at 6 am but unfortunately I went back to sleep and then woke up at6pm I made some breakfast I made bacon sausages andma cheese sandwich it was good then I brush my teeth and took a great shower i went out side where all the boys where all the boys play football and every single one said hi i was like whattttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt but unfortunately this boy name james who likes me told all the boys about me and they all like me know then I was having a getogether and I invited my cousin romel and friends diandra jevahni quewayne and keiron we all were board so we play this girl friend game I think it name Is how to get your girlfriend so we played with only two girls, andfour boys we got in 3 groups my group was, group 1 with me jevahni and quewayne and group 2 with diandra keiron and romel after we played jevahni said every girl has to pick a boy from in there group to me there boyfriend so I pick jevahnI
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He walks up to me, the girl standing behind him. "Hello Jordan," Gillespie says. He points to the girl. "This little lady here is a new student. I'm gonna have her work with you today, show her the ropes. Behave yourselves." Before I get a chance to protest, Gillespie walks off to check on other people's progress. The girl just stands there, looking at me quizzically. "Um," I say. "Do you have a name?" "Yes," she says, and I'm struck by her accent. I think it's French. "My name is Nicole, Nicole Lavoie." "Interesting. Say, is that a French accent I hear? Are you from Quebec or something?" "Yes, I am, she says. "Montreal, to be exact." "Really? I've always wanted to go there!" "That's awesome. Uh, your name is Jordan, right?" "Yes, yes it is." *** Jordan Devlin is a hockey player, and a good one at that. Although hockey has always been his passion, there is one thing that he hasn't been able to figure out: love. When he suddenly meets a girl he finds incredibly attractive, he is unsure of what to do. What will Jordan do about this girl, now that he finds his life turned upside down? *** "Tell me a bit about yourself. You're the first person here that I've talked to since coming here." "Alright," I say, unsure of what to say next. "I spend a lot of my time playing hockey. That's where I strive to be professionally." "You're a hockey player, huh? Nicole asks excitedly. "What position?" "Centre." "Cool. You do much of anything else?" I shrug. "No. Just a hockey player." "Are you any good?" "How does fifty goals in twenty games sound to you?" Her eyes widen. "That's near impossible, isn't it?" "Apparently not." "That's impressive. Now, let's get to work. The teacher is staring at us." I nod, and we get to work. The whole time, I cannot help but smile stupidly, because Nicole took such an interest in me, and who I am. She seems so full of life, and not one to let it bring her down. I'm beginning to like her already.
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