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Submitted to Contest #53
I remember that summer as if it were yesterday. I was 15 years old, sitting on the front porch, and eating my quickly melting orange popsicle. I was just licking the remnants from the stick when he appeared from the house across the street. His family had just moved at the beginning of the summer. He was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. His name was Ryan Stevens. He was two years older than I was and definitely more cool. I was just a 15-year-old chubby, nerdy girl. He caught me staring at him, and he waved. He actually waved a...
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