Love and Hate
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Last published Sun, Aug 25, 2013
Yes, I'll admit it, I'm a nerd. I'm the girl in class who gets straight A's. So what? I don't care. I'm not even interested in mixing with the popular kids. They're a bunch of show-offs and dumbasses. Especially Kyle, who has been picking on me since day one. He's a cliché bad boy, with girls all over him. Ugh. I hate his type.
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