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Seriously.

I just went straight up to him. To Ryan I mean.
“Did you write me that note or poem or whatever?”
“Amber, yeah I used to like you and all, but ummm…. I don’t now. Sooo, what are you talking about????”
“Yeah, I got this poem in my locker and ummm-,” well I guess it wasn’t him. That was the deal with this school, and my clique. I knew so many guys, I couldn’t ever be sure who it really is. But Ryan really looked like he had no clue what I was saying. Who fricken wrote this note?!?!? I mean its cute and all, but I am dying trying to find out who wrote it. Seriously.

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