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Hi, my name is Francine
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 | Francine: Love is a Kind of Craziness x6x |
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| Created: 2006-11-14 02:58:40 |
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Francine
Love is a Kind of Craziness
-x6x-
“Have you kissed a girl before?” I whispered. He shook his head. I nodded, swallowing hard. I closed my eyes and I felt his lips touch on mine. The day after that, I felt so good. So… in love. I stretched and got ready for school. Red everything for today. I looked in the mirror. “Perfect,” I whispered to myself. “France, you’re perfect.” I walked to school. “France you have a surprise stuck on your locker!” Penelope greeted me by the front gate. “Why?” I asked. “Just look!” she said. She led me to my locker with her hand over my eyes. I hear cheers and whistling. “What’s going on?” I asked. “You’ll see,” Pen said. When I was exactly at the front of my locker, a figure was standing near me, a red heart-shaped balloon in his hand, and a red, white, and pink banner at the back. “Jack,” I breathed. I read I LOVE YOU FRANCINE printed on the banner with red and pink bold handwriting. “I love you, Francine,” Jack whispered. More cheers and whistles were heard from the audience. Even hall monitors and teachers stopped to look. “You really didn’t have to,” I said. “Please stop saying that,” he chuckled. “One ‘I love you too’ would be good enough.” “Okay. I love you too,” I said. He hugged me. I guess the day went fast. And guess what Penelope said to me. “I changed my mind. Maybe he’s not playing with you after all,” she said. “But if he did cheat on you, remember our deal. I’ll still kick his nuts and Tom will get to break his face. Tom has been looking forward to doing that,” she laughed. “Don’t be stupid,” a voice nearby said. It was Tom. He sat down on the sofa at the library (Lunch). We were accompanying Tom. He wanted to do some research on soccer. He was a bit unsuccessful. My phone beeped. “Hang on, message,” I said. “It’s from… Jack,” I said, stunned. |
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