Chapter 12

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" Hey Delta" I said
"You bitch" she said.
"What?" I exslammed
"You made Moto-Moto breakup with me!"
"I am sorry but I didn't tell him to"
"Ok but then let me warn you" 
"ok?"
"He trets girls like bottles of paint. He uses you, every last drop. And when you run out, He will trough you away. No matter how amazing the paint was" she said as she walked away

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