inset sign of misery here *
First class of the dayafter throwing a smile toward dimple boy I walked in to the class room in search of a seat. That is when saw it. I would never forget the sight of
a girl thoroughly a pencil. That is right a freaking pencil why? I'm not sure. ask her mother. One thing I do know is that I planned on sitting as far as possible from her and he pencil lover. Seeing a empty desk next to the window I quickly sat my stuff down and began looking for a pencil of my own. Honestly if I say the air didn't smell sweeter from her presence I would have been lying of course I could only smell her perfume because she was standing right in front of me. If only I knew that the person wearing that sweet perfume would put me in a world of trouble.
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