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Well this is definitely not what I expected by sillyprincess99
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Bad boy likes quiet emo girl. Quiet emo girl likes bad boy. Same old story every time... Except when it's not Head cheerleader likes bad boy, preppy jock likes head cheerleader, football captain likes stuck up cheerleader, stuck up cheerleader likes preppy jock. That is one messed up love hexagon. Join Maddi, Alex, Kat, Noah, Jackson, and Logan for the ride of a lifetime. There will be laughs, and good times, tears, heartbreak, and don't forget all the drama.
I'm Not a Whore, I'm a Leech by RedExorcism
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Frank/OC The Leech. That's what they called her. One of the more politer names to be sure. She could feel their lingering glares as she walked throughout the hallways of Queen of Peace. She could hear their whispered accusations through lessons, she could feel the mistrust radiating from each and every one of them. And despite this, she didn't care... and why should she, when she knew the truth?
Best Friends by JAYTee1899
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A poem about best friends.
The Virgin Wars by LittleGirlBlue
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"This is the story of how I lost my virginity. It is a maladroit tale, a cataclysm of lies I'm not too proud of. But, I do ask you one thing: refrain from judgement until the end. Listen, now." Peyton Anderson, along with the majority of her friends, is a virgin. With the summer rounding the corner, Peyton is determined to change this factor in her life. One drunken, negligent night, an idea arouses from her group of friends: a proposal to the group of virgins. Though it seems foolish and dim-witted, Peyton and her friends agree to make a pact and take part in a game: The Virgin Wars. Who knew that this game would break hearts, ruin friendships, and open the door to doltish turmoil.