(Dedicated to this girl who wants her name in a book: angelgwynethort
Also dedicated to this guy who, to my immense surprise, gave his approval for the writing of this book, in which he's the lover of the girl: MaronKun0)

A Note to Readers:

Are you planning to read this book?

If you are, I'd like to state some facts.

Fact #1: This book is requested. AND NO I DO NOT TAKE BOOK REQUESTS, I ONLY TAKE ONES FROM FRIENDS IN REAL LIFE.

Fact #2: This book is cheesy and corny and sweet and disgusting as hell. Unless you like to cringe. Just saying.

Fact #3: The Author has never experienced love, even though he is writing about it. Yup, I accept my stupidity.

Fact #4: If even after you've read all of the other facts and you still want to read, thank you. Maybe leave a vote or two, if you don't mind.
(Yes I know that sounds stupid, since you can't vote twice in one part, but I meant the book as a whole.)

A Note to Classmates/Schoolmates:

Miss Ortega a.k.a. sadistic, kind girl, you're welcome. Now where's my cheeseburger? KANANG GIVE ME A FOUR CHEESE WHOPPER. KUNG WALA PA NA SIGE JUD, DELETE NAKO NI RUN. MWAHAHAHA
joke

Mr. Morgia a.k.a. Mr. Egat (no translation) paasa daw ka ana si ortegs. HAHAHA :p stay fat, kay bisan maguba nang barko, buhi gihapon ka. XD

Also, to *hi* future wife ni *ehem* may your little hands never tear apart your phone as you read this. Heehee :3

And to all my classmates and schoolmates and friends, you are welcome to use this as blackmail against the dear people you know as Ortega and Maron.

(Hehe wait just don't. Please don't.)

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*ahem* And now, *grabs ukulele* sing along with me, people!

Chris and Gwen,
Sitting in a tree,
K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

But they don't exist,
They're like your lovers,
N-O-T-H-I-N-G!