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Jennifer: Hi guys! I am so excited for this book.
Jeremy: And for me.
Jennifer: No way.
Author:Yes way.
Jeremy: See even the author knows your true feelings.
Author:(offended) Of course I know. I decided it.
Jennifer: As if I care.
Drew:Jennifer! Don't be rude to the author.
Author:(melodramatically sobbing) Only Drew understands me.
Jeremy: Okay. Okay. Let's get this started.
Hazel: Don't forget to vote, comment, and follow.
Jennifer: Next time I get to say that...
Author: We'll see your behavior and decide. Until then...
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*Jennifer*
I stopped in front of the Harbridge High school gates. It gleamed in the morning sun.Beautiful.
On the gate were big letters that read 'Harbridge High'. I let out a shaky breath. New place. New school. And starting at a new high school wasn't an easy task.
Slowly, I entered the gates and looked around. There were beautiful gardens filled with beautiful flower pots. I noticed a pot filled with sunflowers.
That would look lovely in my backyard. Suddenly, a mischievous glint shone in my eyes. I walked towards it. Then, standing right in front of it, I looked around. There was no one around me. So, I quickly scooped up the small flower pot, unzipped my bag, wrapped it in the polythene bag I always carry, and kept it safely in my bag. Then I whistled all the way to the building, feigning complete innocence.
Hey! Don't judge me. I am a very weird.....sorry, unique girl. But you should know how much I love decorating my house and my backyard. So much that I'm willing to steal plants to make my backyard look better. Hey, I've stolen plants from many people's backyards.......Oh wait. Let's go a little back and I'll tell you all about myself.
So, my name is Jennifer Andrew and my family and I are from a small town in England. But because of my father's business or something, we had to shift to America.
I live in a family of four, with my overprotective mother, my stern but cool father, and my amazing elder sister, Julie. She goes to college now. We both have similar habits and thoughts, but look physically different. Like, I have green eyes, like my mum, but Julie has brown. My hair colour is much lighter than hers and I have a good height of five feet eight inch, while Julie is five feet six and a half inch.
Because of my green eyes, everyone at home calls me 'Kitty', as my green eyes resemble the eyes of a cat.
Now, don't think of me as one of those high school girls whose always on her phone, painting her nails, talking about fashion all the time.........Don't get me wrong. I love shopping. But I don't, like talk about it all the time. I'm an outdoor person. I am a straight A student, but not a nerd. I play pranks alright, and I am not Miss goody-two-shoes.

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The Stark and The Andrew
Novela JuvenilJeremy Stark, an American bad boy and Jennifer Andrews, a naughty English girl meet at a high school in America, only to realize that there is more to their bond than being just frenemies. But who will allow an American boy to marry an English girl...