chapter 1
every night its him I think about. HIM with his PERFECT hair his BEAUTIFUL eyes and his name in big bold letters. I stay up late thinking of kisses and smiles. I cant stop. JERETT I think. what an amazing name. Jerett... and Hope. dosent sound that bad. dose it? no. would he notice me if I wore some make up? no don't even think about that I have no skills in that what so ever. I guess I can just talk to him.right? ok I can think about this in the morning. ;beeeeep beeeep beeeeep beeeep;i think of the teen ager post [alarm clock; because every morning should start with a heart attac.]
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