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The story of Brandon Flynn is kinda self explanatory it's the life of Brandon Flynn a loveable 17 your old cinnamon roll who loves everything and everyone...most of the time. Here's a sneak peak below . . . It was a fresh fall day a beautiful day ,in fact like no other if anything a normal person would love the way that cool morning felt. Sadly no child to teenager was happy this fateful morning for it was the first day of school. Well atleast most of the kids were upset but not Brandon Flynn. He practically skipped to the bus stop. He loved school and everything about it the atmosphere, the people, the sports, and believe it or not the food. Brandon walked in long strides towards the bus stop. He wore his usual wordrobe, his blue and white letterman jacket with a fuzzy W labeled the right side of the chest. He had on nice blue jeans that fit him perfectly and a nice red shirt that matched perfectly to his red Converse. His blonde short spiked up hair got gently tossed around by the refreshing breeze and his bright blue eyes focused on the bus pulling up to his stop. He smiled brightly at the bus driver as she opened the door for him.
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