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Ongoing, First published Jan 10, 2012
I watched in awe as she made her way through the court yard. Her soft brown hair falling down herback; ripped skinny jeans, white satin top that flowed down her stomach, and to tie it together, her leather jacket. She walked into the building with purpose, as if always on a mission. Her brown puppy dog eyes scanned the area. Those deep brown eyes landed on me, success filling those eyes. I watched as her lips and moved and her tongue kissed her teeth, mouthing the best words to every be spoken, "Hey Holleywood." I watched as River moved his hand down her back, dangerously close to her butt. She walked into the building, her binder at her hip, RIver at her side. I looked back down in my hand, my heart fluttering as I read every word.

Roses Are Red,
Violets Are Blue,
Meet Me Tonight,
And Bring My Bike Too
~NightRider
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