Love Square?

Love Square?

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3 boys 1 girl, all under one roof. Where does this story begin? Well folks it all started with the sirens. The sirens rang, and the tornado came through. No one was hurt but all the houses on the street were unacceptable to live in. Except mine. It was barely touched by the tornado. Most of the neighbors went to live in hotels or with family till they found a new house. Except three families. They didn't have enough money, but my parents were rich. Next thing I know 3 families,with three boys all my age, are moving in. That my friends is how all of our paths crossed, where the love story began. Now it continues, weather I like it or not.
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My life used to be pretty boring. Everything was average. Normal family, normal looks, normal house, normal job, normal life. The only non-boring aspect of my life was my best friend which was only because she always managed to mess it up somehow. I didn't really mind much because it kept things interesting. That is until she disappeared leaving me to care for her fatherless child with nothing more than a few hundred pounds and a sorry note. She did ruin my old life. She ruined everything that I'd actually cared for. My parents hated the fact that I was 'throwing my life away' for a child that wasn't mine. Not to mention illegally. I dyed my hair blue in rebellion. My own way of saying "F*CK YOU!" ...They kicked me out shortly after. I couldn't find a decent job in the area and the rumors became so vicious that I just left and never looked back. Old life: Destroyed, unraveled, completely gone. Let's see how long my new life lasts shall we?

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