Love For What It's worth
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Do you ever wonder who is that boy who is staring at you at the corner of your eye thats the way i feel let me tell you how it happened. Well i go to Grace.E.Metz Middle school my name is Gabbie and my grades are awesome i love this school but there is this boy i like his name is Isaahc he is so mysterious i think he has a secret but i don't know what that's what i'm going to find out. Well i got a chance to get to know him today because today we were paired to make a project together at my house so we went. He went to use my bathroom but i didn't know so i went to use the bathroom and i swear i didn't see his reflection on the mirror so i said sorry and left i put that on my notepad. Than we went to get some fresh air after we finished our project, it was so sunny out i swear the left side of his body was sparkling i put that on my notepad. At school the next day we were having garlic pizza for lunch he invited me to eat with him so i said okay so i went, I tried to give him half my pizza but you know what he said he was allergic to garlic i put that in my notepad. So the next day i asked to meet me behind my aunts house by the woods i told him " I know what you are". he said what am i, A VAMPIRE!!!! He said okay so what if i am nobody wants to date me anyway. so i kissed him he said why'd you do that and i said because i do like you i've always have okay ever since we've been dating for 8 months now see even if you are a weird creature you can love anyone you want.
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