*This books is rated M for Mature due to graphic sexual references and some profanity.
If you've ever wanted to know exactly what it's like to be Zac Efron's girlfriend, this story gives you a chance to find out.
This book, told from the perspective...
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Background: The relationship between Zac Efron and (Y/N) began as innocent flirtation on vacation and quickly blossomed into something much, much more.
(Y/N) was the one girl who never pressured Zac to go public with their relationship, or even define their status. She was confident in the feelings they both had for each other and that was enough.
The only problem...she lived on the opposite side of the country. While she was successful in her own right, she certainly didn't make "LA" money. Their struggle to relate to each other due to the financial disparity between them threatens their relationship and makes both wonder what their willing to give up in order to have it all.
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Cabo San Lucas, Mexico
(Your full name) took a slow, deep breath in, then out, as the scorching sun beat down on her while she walked in the surf. She adjusted the focus of her Canon Mark IV and continued taking pictures of all of the beauty around her. The turquoise, tranquil waters, the birds floating overhead, the incredibly gorgeous man gliding over perfect waves as they crested.
She felt at peace for the first time in months.
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(Y/N) adjusted her skimpy black bikini as she rested on her knees in the sand, continuing to take pictures of the waves as they crashed to the shore. She laid on her stomach, letting the sand conform to her as she rested on her elbows and zoomed out, taking still more pictures as set after set rolled into the shore. She was just about to zoom in on the man who was surfing, when the voice of her best friend cut through her tranquility.
"(Y/N)! We're getting ready to go down to the main resort for dinner!" her best friend, (your best friend's name), called out to her.
"On my way," she called back as she stood up and switched her camera off.
Sand clung to her chiseled six-pack abs as she made her way back to the luxurious vacation villa she was sharing with three of her girlfriends for the week.
"How was the beach?"
"It was perfect! It feels so good to have the sun on my face again," (Y/N) smiled as she held up two dress options to her friend.
"The crop top," her friend responded and (Y/N) laid it on the bed before leaving to wash the salt and sand from the beach off.
While getting ready, the girls sipped margaritas and blared pop music.
"(Y/N), did you see the group of hot guys that are a few villas down from us while you were out on the beach?" one of her friends giggled.
"Mmm...I don't think so. There was one guy who was out surfing, but I couldn't really get a good look at him," (Y/N) leaned over the bathroom counter while she applied mascara.
