I am ugly. I am a loser. I have no friends. And yet he says he loves me. Every araw I walk out of my house, go to school, and he is waiting there for me to say he loves me. To me it makes no sense. He is hansom. He is the bituin football & hockey player. He is the guy all the girls want. I am a loner, a nerd, an outcast. A guy like that shouldn't be caught dead with a girl like me. All of the other students stare when he kisses me, when we walk down the hall with his arm around my shoulder, when I meet him after the football games. I pag-ibig him to death and he tells me he feels the same way....
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