Ginger hair

Ginger hair

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And I've missed your ginger hair And the way you like to dress --- Summer è una ragazza inizialmente un po' superficiale, che da grande valore alla sua popolarità, finché non capisce che la sua amicizia con una compagna di scuola forse non è semplice amicizia, c'è qualcosa di più. E nel momento di difficoltà, in cui avrebbe bisogno del sostegno degli amici, si rende conto di quanto siano frivoli i suoi ideali e che, se la popolarità è a rischio, i veri amici forse non sono veri come credeva. --- "E' solo che ho paura." mi sussurra, mentre appoggia la sua guancia contro la mia. "Ho paura di quello che gli altri diranno. Ho paura dei loro sguardi." "Non devi. Io sarò sempre con te, non ti lascerò sola. Promesso."
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