The Loner Girl
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 21m
Ongoing, First published Mar 11, 2017
Boy meets girl

Girl meets boy

They fall in love
And they live happily ever after right?

Wrong.

That's not how it had happened for me. AT ALL.

 Have you ever loved someone in the sidelines and prayed that one day they'll notice you? That is what exactly happened to me.

I'm Isabella Morgan, a loser and nobody at my school in love with the most popular guy in school. 

They call him The Bad Boy. I call him my One True Love. The centre of my universe. The reason behind everything I do. He doesn't even know I exist however. Can I tear down his walls? Will he let me in? Most of all, WILL HE REMEMBER MY FUC- ahem EFFING NAME?!!!
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The Cassidy Boys

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Popular, good-looking, and arrogant, with a killer smile. That's Xavier Cassidy. Equally popular and good-looking, but also funny, smart, and boyishly charming. That's Ryan Cassidy. One's supposedly a "bad boy," but I blame the black leather jacket. One's the school's football star, even though he also plays basketball, baseball, and maybe even lacrosse. One's older, which means one's obviously younger. Everyone knows who they are, but I guess that's just the definition of popular. For the past three years I, Max McKinney, have just been an observer to their so called "awesome" lives, but then I smash my face into Xavier's locker, and he's hell-bent on never ever letting me forget it. With a few more slips, mall-trips, awkward-to-deep conversations, a secret admirer, and one party later I may find myself falling-for one of them at least ©2015 ℓαℓαℓαℓαwriting