He's My Kinda Prince
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My name is Izzy, but people call me Velma because my glasses are always falling off and I am always losing them..I go to West Creek High, in a small town called West Creek. There aren't many people here and there isn't much to do either. Well, until now, there wasn't much to do. My dad just got a new job offer and it's in Louisiana..So down south I go, now I'm going to be in a town called sulphur, going to Sulphur High, and stuck with knowing NO ONE. I didn't have many friends in the first place, but that doesn't mean you can just uproot me from the one place I've always been.Plus, I'm a teenager my entire existence basically consists of me giving my parents a hard time.My first day of school, consisted of hundreds of students , thousands it seems more like.. I saw this guy though.. he had dark hair, and a striking smile... maybe this move won't be so hard afterall.
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