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The Boy with The Black Hair: Part 1

I wasn’t sure if it was his black hair or his brace faced smile that made me blush like crazy. He was amazingly good looking from the start. He had girls falling all over him ever since we came to HBMS . I saw him perfect, but with an attitude of a certain someone I don’t like to mention. He thought much of himself and not much of others, but I knew their was a good guy somewhere down there. I had thought to myself, that he had noticed me as well with each glance and interested smile. Like I said, PERFECT . As far as my friends were concerned, he was just a piece of crap. And I mean all my friends thought this, not just one… ALL !

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