GIORDANA
WHERE IT ALL STARTED.
Giordana.
"Baaa....be," The tall, shapely blonde-haired girl, also known as my best friend let out a high pitched squeal as she sighted me. I smiled in amusement at her enthusiasm.
Trudging further into the room, I struggled to maintain my posture as she launched herself onto me, catching me unawares and before I knew it, we were tumbling to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
She rolled off me, smiling sheepishly as she stretched out her arms to help me up.
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