If you want to read mystery, high school drama, horror of life, adventure, bad boy fic, friendship, this book has it all and even more...
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Andrea Chalice, a regular high school student, platinum blonde shoulder length hair, light blue eyes, average height, and a rebellious personality. Mostly likes to be left alone with her book.
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Chelsea Grace, also another senior in the same high school, having long Raven black hair, tan skin, high cheekbones and out of the ordinary Violet eyes. Being a foreigner got her quite the attention and so did becoming cheer captain. But all in all she was the sweet girl that everybody liked to like.
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Emerald Grey, another senior and an extraordinary athlete, co-captain of the school's soccer team. Green eyes, blonde hair and fair toned body. She is known to be ruthless on the field.
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There girls going to the same high school but nothing in common except one girl, of whose they have no name,no info whatsoever just a face, but what binds the three girls to that one girl? They saw her die, more like get murdered on one faithful night which is never to be spoken of but secrets don't stay hidden forever.......
Alone. A simple word that has always held many meanings to Ella, and starting her senior year at a new high school, solitude had seemed the easiest way to go.
A week passed, bland and unnoticed, before her plans quickly get thrown overboard.
Losing one of her most priced possessions, she finds herself making a rather simple deal with someone from school. His name, for her book.
There's only one little problem; she has no idea who this person is.
Laughs and tears, friends and heartbreak, and the past that comes knocking on the door. Ella faces it all as she takes on the search to find her secret admirer.
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"I can't believe him after the texts, the letter, the flowers. All these months and he just tells me 'we'll talk later'", I told him, feeling absolutely frustrated. I am so damn stupid, thinking this was gonna be something special or whatever.
"It isn't him", he suddenly spoke and I just rolled my eyes. He doesn't even know what he's talking about, the imbisile.
"It is, you don't even know what you're talking about so shut up", I cried out, walking forth and back for the hundredth time.
"Listen, I do and it isn't him", he yelled this time and I stopped walking, angrily turning to him. Can he stop just pissing me off even more? "Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?"
"Because it's me"