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You are on your bed crying into a pillow. Mom calmly sits next to you running her fingers through your beautiful red hair. "Mom, why don't boys like me?"
"Babe, you are a lovely strong athlete with a spirit to match. That can intimidate boys your age."
"They just don't understand me the way girls do. i was almost expelled with Judy, my cheerleader friend. She joined me in the shower, so It was c