One. Two. Three.

One. Two. Three.

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Mary is ignorant from her gorgeous looks and brave manner. She is hated She was sure she had done something wrong along the way. She was wrong. It was her soft milk chocolate waves, tanned completion and amber-hazel eyes. They were striking and foreign. None of her school had ever seen that beauty, her tanned skin wasn't Hispanic, it wasn't African-American. She was an odd combo, not from different races mixed together, she was German, and Scandinavian, often known to correspond with porcelain skin, blonde locks and light eyes. Her bold personality stuck out, not anything like a sore thumb, yet like a beautiful white rabbit walking into a heard of small, generic brown bunnies. As she had often heard. Before, 'Guys wanted her. Girls wanted to be her.' Yet, she hadn't once been asked out, there was only one reason for that. Samuel Carter His crush was a well known fact to everyone... Except for Mary.
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