Hello there! My name is Janine and I am a pizza girl. Sounds weird, huh? Well it's a thing. A thing that I will tell you all about. But first let me tell you how it all started...

One day, a year ago, I was walking down the main street of the little town I lived in. I was feeling very frustrated with my life. My mom had lost her job, my best friend dumped me, and I was flunking algebra. I tried really hard just to forget about my measly life as I continued to walk along. I passed the farm market, the dry cleaner's, and the pizza palace.

Wait pizza palace? Pizza?! Omg, yes! I thought. But wait, do I have enough money, or any at all? I continued to think. I fished around in my pocket, to discover $3.00. I then walked into the store, the aroma of fresh baked pizza entering my nose. I was a little disappointed when I had found out that $3.00 just didn't cover a small box of pizza. However, I could afford a little sliver of pizza.

I sat down on a tiny blue stool, and slowly started to eat my pizza slice, savoring each bite; the rich cheese, the creamy tomato sauce and the crunchy crust. And then the impossible happened: I fell completely in love with pizza.

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