Then there was this guy named.... Blake, well I can't give out his real name, he is half korean and half filipino, abit chubby, scratch that, fat.
I didn't care because he had a great personality, he isn't hot or handsome nor tall and hunky or cute.
He was just round, fat, and in a way I honestly found him cute.
And I do love fat people, they are bubbly.
We ate together during recess and lunch or in other words break time.
We were in different classes that whoever got dismissed first would wait for the other one.
I honestly thought it was romantic, not so now.
Blake, hmm, I liked him but I didn't love him....
That I honestly was a bitch and cheated on him....
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The Truth About Love...
RomanceLove, in books, there are always miracles and sudden developments. But, in real life, we all know thats not what happens, no hot guy suddenly loves me and gains interest in me, at first, no multi billionare would love me and all it just doesn't happ...
