Dylan

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Bro, look at those chicks. They're fucking hot. Yeah, I agree. You should try to get one of them, Dylan." Some of Dylan's friends were talking among themselves, looking at the cheerleaders. But Dylan had eyes for another girl, the one sitting in the gym bleachers, reading a book. A chubby, cute girl, who turned out to be Melody. Dylan always had a silly smile when looking at her. "No, I'm good," he murmured, looking like a lovesick fool.