My gf

My gf

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My girlfriend: wen I first got to Oakland midd. It was just me and this dude & friend Christopher lane We went through six grade together he's my best friend. When I started my math class I saw the most beautiful girl in my life I Rember her in 200 something she went swimming in my dads pool wen. We was little. After class I started talking to her then she remembered me. Me and Chris sat with her and her friends I was nervous to say hi we was surrounded by girls and one fat one . I had a crush on the girl I saw in math we became best friends. On Christmas break I asked her out she said yes I was the happiest boy on earth know she my gf she mean the world to me I'm always their for her i always got her back im her baby,wearwolf,boo. She every thing to me I'll do anything for her
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"I still never said it. And besides that, you're not listing the basics of the relationship. We need rules and agreements. When is it over?" "We'll have a deal," I told her. "You commit wholeheartedly to us being in a fake relationship, and I'll continue to tutor you." "That's great," She said impassively. "But when does this end?" She looked between us. "When I'm sitting at a hundred, or when you win your girlfriend back?" "I'm not necessarily saying I want her back," I said. "We're just doing this for the fun of it. I can't really put a timing on it." She was quiet a moment before impulsively agreeing. "Fine," She gave a shrug. "Although, I will have to say, I feel bad for you." "Why do you feel bad for me?" "I can't be your Juliet."

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