My First Love (Major Editing In The Works)
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Hi, I'm Danielle Kiera Tilly and I'm 18. I have silky chestnut/brunette hair and Deep brown eyes. I have two best friends, Ashley and Savannah, we've been bffs since forever. Me and Ashley met when we were 4 and in preschool. Now, we met Savannah when we were 5 and in Kindergarten.
I had the hottest/sexiest, every girl wanted to date him, boyfriend. Emphasis on 'had'. He had short brunette hair that he always flipped to move out his deep sea blue eyes. Now, don't even get me started on his 6-pack. We met freshman year of H.S. and dated all the way through 1 quarter, right b4 homecoming, Sophomore year. He had to move bcuz his mother got a better job offer in Cali, he missed the big game and the dance. He was quarterback of the JV football team and I was Head Cheerleader/Captain of the JV Cheer team.
But, one Saturday morning when I'm in line at Starbucks getting drinks to kickstart mine and my 2 bff's Lazy Day, we have a Lazy Day once a month, which usually consists of staying in bed all day, in our pjs, watching movies or tv shows, playing games, order in/takeout, and/or gossip all day/night. Well, that was no ordinary Lazy Day. I ran into someone I never thought I'd see again. My First Love... 💘 And right b4 Senior year too.
This is my first book I've ever written so bare with the first few chapters plz and thank you! Hope you read and enjoy! 😀
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