"Hi...." I said looking down at the floor. " Your the girl at the patim, skate park, right? My names Don'te whats yours?" he asked me. " Um.... I'm... Juliet " I said now looking up at his face wich was quite hansom. "Oh well Juliet you know that is a beautiful name." "Thanks." I said again looking only at his face. " oi Juliet, can I walk you home?" he asked stepping a little closer." "Sure i guess so." After that he left and of coarse that was when gage came. "Hey Jem , want to come with me to the arcade after school?" he asked me. " Sorry.... Gaje um... the guy at the patim, skate park from yesterday already asked me to do somethibg later." "You mean Don'te?, I know him we are in the same homeroom watch out for him he is a playa." warned Gaje. " You sound just like my brother, every time I get a guy friend someone has to tall me otherwise. Well you know what after track practice I am going to walk início with him." and after that I left.
The rest of the dia was crap, Fiona kept spreading roomers about me and there was a pop teste in algebra. But to make it all worse Brandon is leaving for 3 whole days so the only person I was able to talk to was Gaje and I could'nt today. But the worst was track practice, I was running a Forty when coach stopped practice for a sec to speak to the principal. Fiona care over since her cheerleading practice was right seguinte to ours. "I hear you and Don'te are go'in out. I feel sorry for him, he could do so much better , he's like a 9 on hottness scale and your like a 6 so its un natural. And why don't you wear ear rings , I mean if you have peirced ears why only wear spuds? she kept talking and talking and called me names like ugly and saying curse words. I finally moved away when practice began again, I noticed Don'te in the bleacher after practice. I came over there and he said "Ready to go bebe? oh I'm sorry if I can call you babe." I thought about it , maybe someone cool would make me cool. So I said , "Sure you can." While we were walking he started talking to me about how Gaje lies about him being a player and how he is actually quite the gentlemen. " So babe do you have a boyfriend?" He asked me. "No" I said getting tensed up. " So..... can I be your bouyfriend, I mean I don't know why you don't I mean you gorgous." I never got a compliment like that before. "I'll think about it" I said."
The rest of the dia was crap, Fiona kept spreading roomers about me and there was a pop teste in algebra. But to make it all worse Brandon is leaving for 3 whole days so the only person I was able to talk to was Gaje and I could'nt today. But the worst was track practice, I was running a Forty when coach stopped practice for a sec to speak to the principal. Fiona care over since her cheerleading practice was right seguinte to ours. "I hear you and Don'te are go'in out. I feel sorry for him, he could do so much better , he's like a 9 on hottness scale and your like a 6 so its un natural. And why don't you wear ear rings , I mean if you have peirced ears why only wear spuds? she kept talking and talking and called me names like ugly and saying curse words. I finally moved away when practice began again, I noticed Don'te in the bleacher after practice. I came over there and he said "Ready to go bebe? oh I'm sorry if I can call you babe." I thought about it , maybe someone cool would make me cool. So I said , "Sure you can." While we were walking he started talking to me about how Gaje lies about him being a player and how he is actually quite the gentlemen. " So babe do you have a boyfriend?" He asked me. "No" I said getting tensed up. " So..... can I be your bouyfriend, I mean I don't know why you don't I mean you gorgous." I never got a compliment like that before. "I'll think about it" I said."
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I amor that girl.
I amor that girl.
I amor that girl but I can't express
Do I amor her mais or less?
I amor that girl but I can't explain
I just want to entertain
This is rough
Gotta get tough
I hear a sound
But there's nobody to be found!
Oh!
amor is so difficult...
I amor that girl but how do I
convince her to amor me too?
If does she already does too?
Is there someone else?
Why must amor be so difficult?
Why must amor be so difficult?
Why?
I amor that girl but I can't express
Do I amor her mais or less?
I amor that girl but I can't explain
I just want to entertain
This is rough
Gotta get tough
I hear a sound
But there's nobody to be found!
Oh!
I amor her so
Oh!
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I amor that girl.
I amor that girl.
I amor that girl but I can't express
Do I amor her mais or less?
I amor that girl but I can't explain
I just want to entertain
This is rough
Gotta get tough
I hear a sound
But there's nobody to be found!
Oh!
amor is so difficult...
I amor that girl but how do I
convince her to amor me too?
If does she already does too?
Is there someone else?
Why must amor be so difficult?
Why must amor be so difficult?
Why?
I amor that girl but I can't express
Do I amor her mais or less?
I amor that girl but I can't explain
I just want to entertain
This is rough
Gotta get tough
I hear a sound
But there's nobody to be found!
Oh!
I amor her so
Oh!
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My boyfriend and I have been together for THREE months.
He is my THIRD boyfriend...and the only one I really love.
I am his THIRD girlfriend...and I'm the only one he has ever really loved.
His dad has found true amor in his THRID wife.
My dad has found true amor in his THIRD girlfriend.
My mom and his mom have found true amor in their THIRD boyfriend since their diviorces.
We are THREE years apart.
We live THREE miles away from each other.
We call each other at THREE o' clock PM on school days.
We are THREE grades apart.
I amor you THREE words...and we have shared them many times.
Any opinions?
He is my THIRD boyfriend...and the only one I really love.
I am his THIRD girlfriend...and I'm the only one he has ever really loved.
His dad has found true amor in his THRID wife.
My dad has found true amor in his THIRD girlfriend.
My mom and his mom have found true amor in their THIRD boyfriend since their diviorces.
We are THREE years apart.
We live THREE miles away from each other.
We call each other at THREE o' clock PM on school days.
We are THREE grades apart.
I amor you THREE words...and we have shared them many times.
Any opinions?
i watch u fly
with my heart
and the key to its lock in hand
you will always and forever have my love
as the bright moon shines
i see a light in your eyes
that speeks from with in your soul
i see the amor you hold for me
as i realize that i hold your coração and its key
standing there i here a whisper
like that of the wind from a birds wing
" you are my life and i am yours"
this is a poem for everyone who has a true amor because amor is beautiful and misty just like the sky