I hate you I love you
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Last published Wed, Feb 3, 2016
Povestea unei boboace de liceu si a ''bad boyului'' de clasa a 12-a. Inceputul? Il stiu. Finalul? Nu, povestea se continua pana in prezent. Monica si Gabriel.Primul baiat caruia i-a spus ''te iubesc'' si momentan si ultimul. Primul pentru care chiar a simtit asta. Ea, o tipa nu foarte inalta, slabuta si roscata. El...un tip inalt, brunet si relativ solid. El, cunoscut de catre toata lumea, un baiat cu renume in scoala. Ea, o mica boboaca confuza. Un cuplu? Nu au fost. Cei mai buni prieteni? Au fost. Vor mai fii?
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