Living With The Boys
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"Jordan! Introduce yourself now!" I sigh "Muuuuuum! You're making me move and now forcing me to talk about me to random people!" I say staring at her"You didn't know The Night's" She pointed out "Fine!" I finally gave in
"I'm Jordan Jones, female." I say "Continue" Mum forced me "I am here to tell you how my mother here forced me into telling the story of my life so sit back and do whatever the hell you do" I say getting up "Watch you mouth" She yelled at me "Sorry mum it already came out" I sneered.
You see I am forced to live with 5 guys and 1 girl that is only 2. Or was it 3? Anyways while I'm here I am going to experience love, hate, mysteries, and drama. Want to find out more? Sure you do. Read my life on.....
LIVING WITH THE BOYS
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Yeah, I Rejected You
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At last | Editing
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Forbidden Love
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Rejecting the Queen of Wolves *Major editing
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Living with him is the hardest thing ever. Why did my parents leave me here! I had to learn my secret alone, no-one was there to help me. He was always there, taking no notice. His parents loved me as their own but it wasn’t the same. I have long bright red hair, green cross brown eyes, very tall and thin, hardly a chest and a small bum, I am considered a perfect models body which god damn sucks. The guy I am living with was perfect, I mean perfect body and everything.... Dark brown hair like his Dad and deep chocolate brown eyes like his Mum. His face was lined perfectly and he was drop dead sexy. He’s a damn sex god! He was 6’2, perfect for my 5’11 but he always went for the 5’5’s with the blond hair and blue eyes. He didn’t even see me. Who am I? Oh yeah, I’m April Reed. I at least know my true last name I go by it proudly. The guy is called Heath Andrews, sexy name right? Well... I hate him. Here are the questions my friends always ask me when I say that: Is he sexy, yes. I would bang him? Yes. But would I ever think about being his friend or even his girlfriend? Hell no! But my problem is... he’s my mate.
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