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Memories of 16 and Pinky Swears ⋆ Dancing With Fireflies
I knew he was trouble; it was hard to avoid the rumors about him. In fact some of his more well-meaning ex’s often felt the need to come and inform me of just what a liar and cheat he really was and if I knew what was good for me I would leave him alone. And at times I would do just that.. I’d walk in the other direction when I heard his excited laughter echo through the halls as he finished telling one of his many stories to a wide-eyed boy, jealous of his abilities both on the motorcycle and with the girls. But no matter where I might hide, he would always manage to have a reason to be exactly where I was.