Jane has been given the short end of the stick when it comes to life.
The really short end of the stick.
With a dad boozed on budweiser, a dead mother, a social life of a rock and a face that is overlooked as much as the backside of a plate, she blends in with the walls of her school.
Then James notices her, the big-man on campus, if you will.
Jane and James.
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My Name is Bitch
RomanceJane lived in a broken home, a broken family and walked to school every day with either her heart broken or her ribs. Sometimes both.
