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I believe I was 12 when it all began

Yup it's a story about her again

In french class I was forced to sit by Steph

I hated it at the time but soon I would love it to death



So Steph was a little weird but hey

All my friends are so I thought she was okay

Now the class had to switch positions

And that would soon start my life's new mission



I had to sit next to a girl who called herself Roxanne

I knew it wasn't her real name and she told me she was playin

I don't know what it was but it was something about her

Maybe her smile,looks or how she was like no other



She didn't say bad things about the way I was

I never said bad things about her because

There was really nothing I could ever say

And I didn't know what was making me act this way



She said she had a boyfriend and that she loved him so much

I was thinking "she has a boyfriend!Oh Fuck!"

But it was okay because I didn't think I had a chance

To ever get with this Girl calling herself Roxanne



I saw one of her papers and it said her name was Jillian Carver

I was already liking the name and loving everything about her

Then she started sitting next to me on the bus and it was grand

And sad to say but that was the last of Roxanne