You know those stories where an adorably misunderstood clumsy girl needs a fake date to a wedding so she asks her brothers best friend and they accidentally fall in love?
I wish that was the kind of life I lead, but its not.
I dont need a date to a wedding. I need a date to a funeral.
Clumsy sometimes fits, but then, thats true for all of us, right? But adorable? No. Misunderstood? Nope again. Im just your average girl, standing in front of a funeral invitation, asking it to be a winning lottery ticket instead.
And I dont have a brother, or a best friend with a brother available, which means Im stuck with Tyler Jaeger.
Sure, hes a professional hockey player who also knows advanced calculus, but let
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