Author's note: this is from Magda's point of view
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I was trembling in anticipation as I waited for Drago to pick up my call. It went to voicemail, but I was not discouraged as I hung up and called again. I knew that he will not return my call if I leave a message, but if I don't give up, it will go through, eventually.
I'm not ashamed of my persistence, my father said that quitters don't get the prize, and my prize will be Drago Orsini, a handsome man who caught my eye during my first year of high school.
I remember it like it was yesterday… it was at the autumn sports event when I saw a dreamy boy who dominated the track field. Most of the girls had their eyes on him and they told me that he was not available, but I looked at them with scorn. Did they think I am a loser like they are?
I am Magdalena Thompson, beautiful, stylish, and rich. My every move is graceful, and my smile puts boys in a daze. Who can resist such a girl?
