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My Life with the Walter Boys [Published Version Sample] by authoralinovak
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Jackie does not like surprises. Chaos is the enemy! The best way to get her successful, busy parents to notice her is to be perfect. The perfect look, the perfect grades--the perfect daughter. And then... Surprise #1: Jackie's family dies in a freak car accident. Surprise #2: Jackie has to move cross-country to live with the Walters-her new guardians. Surprise #3: The Walters have twelve sons. (Well, eleven, but Parker acts like a boy anyway) Now Jackie must trade in her Type A personality and New York City apartment for a Colorado ranch and all the wild Walter boys who come with it. Jackie is surrounded by the enemy--loud, dirty, annoying boys who have no concept of personal space. Okay, several of the oldest guys are flat-out gorgeous. But still annoying. She's not stuck-up or boring--no matter what they say. But proving it is another matter. How can she fit in and move on when she needs to keep her parents' memory alive by living up to the promise of perfect?
Just Ava. by head-in-the-clouds-
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"I'm sick of the 'prude' stereotype I get given, it makes me feel like I'm missing out and that I should be doing things better. But I don't have some huge desire to go bang every dude that looks my way. I mean in some ways I want to break free and be a little wild but I don't want that to mean I'm with loads of guys." "Come here." He pulls me up "Face that way and take your dress off. 

"What?!" I ask nervously. "Trust me. I wont try and get a good look, I'm not some sick perve." I look at him warily but turn and take his jumper and my dress off, suddenly grateful for the nice underwear. "And now the bra." His voice is lower and a little unsteady. "OLIVER!" I protest. "Trust me, you will feel liberated." For some reason I listen. Reaching to my back and unhooking the latches, the bra falls to the floor of the balcony and my arms wrap around my chest. "Now look out over the balcony and throw your hands in the air." I do and its freezing, but it also feels like a weight has been lifted from my chest, and not just the weight of the bra. I'm standing on a balcony, higher then most of the world and I feel free. *** Ava is off to college, leaving her safety net of family and friends behind. The only person she knows at her new school is Oliver. Oliver who she had crushed over for years until he rejected her when she tried to kiss him. The same Oliver who is her best friends brother and her brothers best friend.