CERTIFIED GIRL FAG
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I'm Scarlet Rose Brooks, a girl who never intended nor expected to fall inlove with a guy who's beyond my expectations. I've been in love with my best friend for four years now... and counting. But the thing is, my best friend? Well... He's gay. A hot, genius gay. And my life keeps getting better and becomes extraordinary as I enter college with my gay best friend whom I love and meeting three hot guys, a new friend and a girl who will do anything just to get what she wants. Follow my journey as me, The Red Head innocent girl, experience the life of being in love with a gay.
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