Cold Touch.

Cold Touch.

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Hi, my name is whisper and I am 14 years old. I am perverted and pull a lot of pranks, I'd be the kind of girl you call loud, talkative, out there, unafraid, but I wouldn't be who I was to day without my best friend... Christian she has been my best friend sense the beginning of the year and I don't know how she puts up with me and my boy drama and all the crazy bitches in my school! But after hanging out with Christian one night driving home what happened to my memory I don't know but all I remember is one single cold touch right on my left shoulder.
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Sam: 'Let's have a private chat and no one will come to know.' Aims: 'What do you mean?! :P' Sam: 'I mean you get me high and make me explode and no one has to know.' Aims: 'Okay.....let's start. Are you nude?' My life has been through........ Not really it has not been through anything dramatic except one accident that threw me out of my ex-school and sends me away to another town. So right now what am I doing? I am chatting with one of the present student of my ex-school, Sam. He is the guy I never got to know when I was in school; and now apparently I know a lot about him. He has a thing for sex but he actually is a virgin! You can say a desperate one. People say that there is one turn in everyone's life which changes everything. True! But not in my case; this is my story. With a lot of twist, turns, fights, kisses, slaps, dance, jealousy, drama, cat fights, parties and everything a teenage life has. But the only thing is, there were a lot of these emotions running around freely in the hallway, apparently I was the one to put them into correct lockers. Friends change everything in you. You can share anything with them, everything with them. My best friend changed me, made me see who I was (a total bitch) until now I was going back to her, to change her, to put her into her correct place; with me. Let's just say, it all started when my aunt came to me for a favor.......... © All Rights Reserved.

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