It all started in seventh grade

It all started in seventh grade

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There he was standing there with his brown hair and green eyes. Blake Banterio my seventh grade crush. My name is Sarah Rimes I'm transferring schools for the first time. My mom got a new job opportunity Brooklyn . I'm going to be attending Golden Sierra school of arts. I got into the school for my voice and acting skills. So u know why not take advantage of my talent. I start to play around with Shaun's emotions. That is until I start to develop felling for him. Will I be able to stop them. Will he like me back. Will I survive seventh grade. Based on a true-ish story
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