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The first time i ever talked to liam was when i walked up to him and asked him what was the science homework even though i knew it and i had it written down on my hand, so i asked him and he said "oh um i dont know i think its page 3" and walked away. I walked away smiling and i couldnt really stop thinking about him.
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