I love him. Mark is all any girl could ever want… the abs visible through the tight T-shirts he wears every day… his shiny teeth winking at anyone who looks at him… the coolest clothes… I mean, who cares about grades? I heard he got a C in English once but… he’s just so perfect. The baby blue eyes, the sultry brown, wavy hair. Yes, yes, I know I love him no matter what my friends say. There’s only really one legit point that my friends have made- I have to get up the courage to actually talk to him before he can ever really notice me.

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