Drawn Roses
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Ashleynn looked over my shoulder "what is that?" She asked looking at the paper I was holding." It's drawn roses."I say with a smile. "He couldn't get you real ones or something?" She said with a snort. I looked at her "I like drawn roses better." I said turning to go to first period and he was standing there. "So did you like the little gift I left you?" He asked looking a little nervous about it.
Gosh! No matter how many times I try to deny it I have feelings for him but dose he feel the same about me?
Not very good at descriptions but the story will be much better.
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