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(The picture is Stella & Max.) By the title, you might think this is some dumb romance story. It's not. Well..sorta. It's a story about how I, Stella Johnson, got left by my guy best friend, (hence the title.) I'm a year younger than Max Patton, my guy best friend. We both lived in the same town all our lives, we told each other some stuff no one else knew, (did you know he can play guitar?), and we hung out all the time. Until he started high school. It wouldn't have been that bad, him starting high school, that is if he wouldn't have started at a completely different school in a completely different town. A town five hours away. And I wasn't going. Oh, and does it make it worse that a zombie apocalypse breaks out while he's there?
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. My name is Aly and my best friend (which many people claim we're dating, so right now, just so you know, we AREN'T) my best friend's name is Max, he has to be the best guy ever. He is funny and sweet and caring and every now and then a bit annoying but I love him no matter what. Now I'm sure you people out there are all wondering why I'm mad so right now. i can answer that for you, it's because my best friend, Max is curently dating the world's bitchest girl that has ever walked the planet. Her name is Lyndsey. Oh how i hate that Lyndsey. So one she drops every guy in school she's ever dated, leaving them heartbrocken and in shatters. Max is the popularist guy in school and that's probably the only reason why that terrible girl is even talking to him. He's star on the baseball team and here's the worst part. I think I may be in love with him.Complete
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-Blake- Rose stands not too far in front of the ring looking at me, her face is pale and my gut twists in ways it never has. She shouldn't be here, why the hell is she here? My hands drop to my side, the victorious feeling once flowing through me is replaced with one of dread. She saw me fighting. ------- -Rose- "Alright. Time for you to go." He says. I feel the pull on my arm as he tries to take me away but my feet feel like they are glued to the ground as I continue to look at Blake. He has a little smirk on his face as he looks over the crowd. A look so completely different than any of the ones I saw the other day. Then our eyes meet, and his smirk drops. He drops his hands that were just held high in victory and looks at me like he's seeing a ghost. The guard pulls harder on my arm and I go flying back into his chest. "Listen here, I don't want to manhandle you, so do as I fucking say. Move." He growls as he pushes me into the crowd of celebrating people. I do what he says and start walking towards the exit, but I look over my shoulder one last time before I'm too far in the crowd to see anything. Blake's hands are fisted by his side and his face is red with anger, his eyes are focused on the hands that are on me pushing me away from him. ----- I am the original owner of this book, please do not copy. Strong language and themes of abuse, mental illness and violence. I don't own any of the pictures used in this story. #1 in alone 11/23/21 #1 in strong 11/30/21 #2 in boxing 4/19/22 #1 in goodgirl 5/8/22 #1 in fighting 5/19/22Complete![In the Moonlight [Completed]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/138923622-256-k482261.jpg)
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"Are you stalking me?" His deep voice asked. "You wish, that would mean I actually thought about you enough to wonder where you are." I looked away smugly. Max moved closer to me until his face was right in front of mine. "You're saying you don't think about me?" He smirked, fully knowing what the proximity was doing to me. "I don't, why? Did you want me to?" I Regained my composure as I moved even closer, our lips nearly touching. ~~~ Alexa is a normal girl who just wanted to get through school without any trouble. She didn't want any attention. She just wanted to leave those nightmares behind, forgetting what happened before. However, all of that changes when her mum gets married and she's forced to move to a new city. Leaving everything behind, she hopes to blend in and go to university but life has other plans. In the woods, lurking in the shadows is someone who can't stay away and will definitely ruin all of Alexa's plans and change her life showing her that things aren't always as they seem. How can two people that hate each other be mates? To add to the mix, parties, late night discussions and a school trip is sure to add drama to her life. Warning: this story is sometimes very cliché and has a few of my own twists on it. The guy might make you cry, laugh or blush and wish guys like him existed in real life. (Well, at least further into the story.) This story contains swearing and some slightly mature content. You have been warned. Best rankings: - #2 humanxwerewolf - #1 gift ~This is my first story and I hope you will give it a chance!~ I promise it will get better. Important: I do not own any of the videos, music or images I use in this story.Complete
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. My name is Aly and my best friend (which many people claim we're dating, so right now, just so you know, we AREN'T) my best friend's name is Max, he has to be the best guy ever. He is funny and sweet and caring and every now and then a bit annoying but I love him no matter what. Now I'm sure you people out there are all wondering why I'm mad so right now. i can answer that for you, it's because my best friend, Max is curently dating the world's bitchest girl that has ever walked the planet. Her name is Lyndsey. Oh how i hate that Lyndsey. So one she drops every guy in school she's ever dated, leaving them heartbrocken and in shatters. Max is the popularist guy in school and that's probably the only reason why that terrible girl is even talking to him. He's star on the baseball team and here's the worst part. I think I may be in love with him.
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