My love story

My love story

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Hello my name is Tyson Devenny I go to passage middle school and get pretty good grades. you're thinking why did I name my tittle love story well I'm bout to tell you. It all started when I was in 3rd grade my family had just moved and it was the first day of school. I was at the bus stop and I saw the prettiest girl I ever seen. I was about to say hi but I was to shy and scared. She said hi to me and I said hi back. She told me am I new I shook my head and said no. I told her how I moved and switched bus stops. The bus came and we got on she told me to come sit with her and I said OK. I told her more details about why did I move and my life. I told her who my teacher was and she smiled and said we have the same teacher. In my head I was like is this a dream but I did not say any thing I just smiled. When the bus parked we got out and went to are class are teacher name was Mrs. Webster. She had a mole one her lip that made me want to throw up. I looked for my name and sat down.
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I sat in my first period english class, my teacher grading papers or whatever it is that teachers do when you walk in. Soon the first bell rung, and people filed in. The usual suspects, the nerds, the cool kids, the "we hate liz" kids, and so on and so forth. But Imagine my surprise when I see a kid with blonde straighted hair, and an under cut roll in. And I mean that literally, he rolled in, in a pair of healies. I couldn't take my eyes off this peculiar specicimine. A woman from the office handed my teacher a note, who then attended her attention to the odd looking boy standing behind her. "What's your name?" She smiled. "Jaimie." The boy smiled right back.

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