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The Arbitrary life of Avery Blake [Student/teacher love story] by LetMeThink0
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Avery Blake never had a perfect life, so when she starts to develop feelings for her new, hot music teacher and things begin to go wrong; let's just say...she isn't surprised. Join the 17 year old high school girl in the story that captures romance, friendship, horror and much more. Will Avery be able to run from her problems as she has done her whole life? And how many times will her life be in danger before she does, in fact, die? Read and find out.
Damaged Hearts EDITING by GhostlyShadows
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"Ace...you need to let it go. I knew you were hiding something from me. When your happy, I can still see a look of guilt. You're ashamed of your actions, it runs through your mind constantly. I see it all the time. You'll be happy but at the same time you look like your in so much emotional pain" I whisper. He looked utterly shocked. "I-I..." He couldn't form his words. I wiped away his stray tear. Bringing my lips to his. It was soft and sweet. Those same flips happening in my stomach, those tingling feelings. My heart racing twice as fast. He soon responded in the kiss. As he closed his eyes a few more tears drops rolled down from his eyes. I soon closed my eyes too. Soon pulling away. "You don't need to torture yourself Ace. Let yourself be happy" I whisper. He placed his head on mine closing his eyes. I was practically straddling him. "I don't know how" He whispered. "Then let me make you happy" I say, biting my lip. He smiles. "You already do" He whispers before placing his lips on mine.
Bayside Queens by koalak
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"All CJ knew was that Quinn was different, and in Bayside, different didn't come around too often." A police sergeant at age 25, CJ Thomas was always destined for greatness. Every man wanted to be him, and every woman wanted to be with him. But that really wasn't CJ's thing. Nothing was really CJ's thing. Until the kid wearing beat-up Nikes and a Pink Floyd T-shirt stepped into his station--in handcuffs, nonetheless. From that day on, CJ had a thing. And it was going to be so much more trouble then it was worth.