I Hate My Fake Relationship
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Annoyed.
Annoyed was what I felt when Tyler Johnson accused me of being childish because I watched Peppa Pig one day.
I didn't know that was only the start.
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Aubrey Merron. She wasn't popular but she wasn't a total loser. She wasn't intelligent but she wasn't dumb either. She wasn't beautiful but she wasn't that ugly. Only one word could describe her : unique.
Tyler Johnson. He was popular but he hated being known across the whole school. He was known as a bad ass but that was just cause of his choice of friends.
Tyler wants a girl called Allie. He wanted Allie to finally see that they did have a spark between them. The only way he can make Allie realise that she actually does like Tyler is by making her jealous.
And how do you make someone jealous that they want to be with you? Get a fake girlfriend, of course.
And then what do you do?
Fall in love with the fake girlfriend.
And who is the fake girlfriend? Why, of course, Aubrey Merron.
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