Secret Crush

Secret Crush

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Emily Bronte who is now studying in 10th grade, is a very shy girl who wants everything to be perfect and alright but everything ends up in vain.... She always lived in her own world of her's. But things change when she comes to know more about her three friends and one of them is a boy. They were just friends when she was in 8th grade but now their bond became even more stronger in 9th and 10th grade How she overcomes all the obstacles and keeps the bond between two other friends balanced and how she hides her feelings for him. Her feelings towards that boy gradually starts and increases when she starts to spend time even more closely with him.. Will she hide her feelings or tell her feelings towards him by the end of the grade ?
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