--Lianne--
I am a nerd. A sarcastic, adorkable, nerd. Well, that's what he describes me. Our parents are both in the business industry so that means I am often alone in our house, with the maids.
Same with Tyler, because we grew up together, best friends actually.
The family of Fords and Montreals are actually good friends and are partners in the business world. That's why Tyler and I usually hang out and why we became best friends.
Tyler is just a simple guy (well, not that simple 'cuz he's freakin' popular)-the usual boy-next-door kind of guy. . .as for others.
But as for me?
Tyler Montreal is my crazy seatmate in English Literature, my partner in crime, the guy who sets the thousand butterflies inside of me flutter, the one who always pesters the hell out of me but makes me smile nonethless, my bestfriend and . . . .the reason as to why I am about to tell a confession to believe.
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[A/N: credits to LianneMayo for the wonderful cover up there. ]
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A Confession To Believe
Teen Fiction"Will it still be the same if I tell you?" I asked, barely a whisper and looked down at my feet. "Tell me what exactly, Lianne?" Tyler snapped, his eyes clear of emotions. "I thought we we're best friends? Aren't we supposed to tell each other every...
