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Football/Soccer
A golden boy, a redhead, a gay soccer player, and an extremely snarky introvert walk into a movie theater. Now this would be the part where I finish the the joke with some really crumby end line, and then you would pretend to laugh and so on. Well don't worry. Because as much as I wish there were, there is no punny punch line and there is no pretend laughter. ------ Mike Cosintino is a typical sixteen year old living in small town Charlotte, Oregon in the summer of '84. He's got amazing friends and a normal life. Everything a boy could ask for. But then something happens. The universal scale of what is fair and what is not, is tipped upside down, leaving Mike to began to question things he once left alone. -------- A story set in '84 about friendship and worn out Converse.
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*Completed* "I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room. "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how." I scrunch my brow. "How what?" His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it." ******* Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters "Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole? -REVIEWS- "You create such wonderful characters and I can't wait to see what happens next!" VampireSa5m41993 "Thank you for wonderful dogs and little brothers and eccentrically hormonal best friends!" -Nat-Attack "I am totally hooked on this book!" nbazinet "I love the way the story flows and that you have really roundabout characters. It's as if they're real while I'm reading!" life_is_beautiful115 "Your work is literally art." lemonsun123 "Every time I read this book it just makes me smile." Nicooole97 Cover by: -winterr

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