The Bad Boy's Mission
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Última publicación vie, dic 22, 2017
She is a nobody, just tring to get through her last year of school.
He is a bad boy, who seemingly doesn't care about anything.
Just your stereotypical bad boy good girl story, right? wrong.
Everybody has a past, everybody has done something that they've instantly regretted. But what if what you have done is so bad that you can't even look at yourself without thinking of the choices that you have made. Ali feel the same way, unable to escape her past, the only choice is to try to bury it under lie after lie.
Jason, however, has other ideas in addition to being just too nosy and stubborn for his own good.
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