Not so simple
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Ongoing18m
Last published Fri, Jul 21, 2017
"You know, someone once told me I was the best football player they ever saw." Ezra smirked at me holding his helmet in one hand and the other grasping onto the chain metal fence separating the field from the stands.
I scoffed, "Someone once told me I look like Emma Watson." His smirk only grew.
"I don't see why anyone would say that. You look nothing alike." His eyes raked over my body before meeting mine again.
"Just shows us how blind strangers can be." Ezra laughed at me, squinting his eyes. A loud whistle sounded across the small stadium.
"Half times over, I gotta go Atti."
"Thank goodness. You stink." I laughed at him as he glared before sprinting towards his team mates.
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A wold where a simple girl can meet a not so simple boy who makes major rips in her printed copy of life.
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