A Wild Ride

A Wild Ride

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Asher Foley. Bad Boy Extraordinaire. With tattoos covering his body from the neck down, black hair, and the brightest grey eyes you've ever seen, its no wonder all the girls wont stop lusting after him. Cameron Jay, or CJ as her friends like to call her. She's your typical high school student. Medium brown hair, blue eyes, and standing at the height of 5', you'd think she blends into the crowd. She did, up until that one specific night that started to change her life. What happens when Cameron is manipulated with ice cream to go to a party? " What could go wrong right? Take a risk they said. You'll be fine they said. Now look where I am. "
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