You Were Right... (Gay Foxy love story)
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  • LECTURAS 268
  • Votos 6
  • Partes 4
  • Hora 53m
Continúa, Has publicado sep 25, 2016
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A boy named Vicktor Otis, lives with his artistic older brother Helen. He is his legal guardian, mainly because it seemed their parents vanished from the face of the earth like they never existed. He always felt inferior appearance and skill wise to his brother, he shares one blue eye with him and the most beautiful blue one would ever see. And, because of the way he hides the unique eye, and how he's on the brink of being homeless no one wants to be his friend. However, one kid did, Zack Zarzana. He was his best friend and one of the richest and most popular kids in town, they were inseparable until one sad day at his brother's new job.

Timeline here can be confusing to some, so I gave up on trying to make sense of it. Once I figure it out I might fix it. But until then, timeline is not important to the plot.
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