Until One Day

Until One Day

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Meet the rich kids; Olivia Cora Easton, a 19 years old girl who knows how to do everything. She's not a terrible annoying woman, though. She's have her own attitude... and have I mentioned random? Yep, she's random. She speaks some languages, one of it sarcastic. Being one of the cool kids in school, who wouldn't know her? Not to mention her father is the CEO of the BIG, MASSIVE, FAMOUSLY Easton Industries, one of the biggest business company in the whole wide world. Her mother? She owns this famous boutique called "D 'E Bouti" short for "The Easton Boutique". She finds it weird sometimes but didn't care cause why should she, the company's running well anyways. However, the word 'love' never seems to come to her after her traumatic past. James Gabriel William, a 23 years old man who owns the money, looks, fame and everything. According to the magazines, "women throw themselves at him, men trying to be him". Now from that you could tell that he plays with girls. No, not only girls, but feelings too. When it comes to girls, for him it's just a "pick and flick" (if you get what I mean). Never in his life he fell in love. Crush? Yes, maybe. But love? He doesn't know what that "nonsense" is all about, and "it" will just waste his time, he'd rather spend it on more useful activities (if you get what I mean). He's possessive on what's his. UNTIL ONE DAY AT A CAMP... /// hi guys. i cancelled my first book (TULJ) because i didn't update it for a long while (aka a year and a month) so i decided to actually delete it for reals. however, here i am, creating a new one. please take note that my grammars, spellings and possibly EVERYTHING in the book is all mistakes but please also know that i'm a human and i make mistakes :") and if you do not like the book then i suggest you to leave because (you don't like it.. durh??) *NOT EDITED* NOTE!!: - age gap - a little bit depression
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This story is y/n (you) falls in love with a football player (an oc of mine). More info: Y/N is a 16 going on 17 year old female, in her Junior year of high school. It's her first day at a new school, a random person Airdropped her something and they begin to chat. This mystery guy is 17 and also his Junior year and is a football player. She knows nothing about him so she's determined to learn more. What she finds out shocks her completely. Preview: "Y/n! Come on let's go!" "Yeah! You are going to make us late!" "God! I'm coming I'm coming! I just needed to grab something." I said walking out to them. "Is that a book?" "Yeah- I really need to know what happens! I'm almost done with it, once I finish I'll watch the game don't worry." I assured the two of them. "Okay want ever you say." We left to go to the game finding a close-to-the-front seat. The three of us sat, we already bought some drinks and snacks. The game soon started and I began to read. "Player down!" Someone yelled as they ran a crossed the field. My head snapped up to get a look and I saw number 22 sitting up with one leg bent and the other laying on the ground. He seamed calm. "Alright, let's get you up," some one said kneeing next to number 22. "No no, I'm fine. Help them, they may be out, he is not responding to me." 22 insisted. Once the others heard this they ran to the other person, 85 from the other team. 22 glanced at the bleachers, briefly making eye contact with me, he then quickly looked back, almost as if doing a double take. He held the eye contact this time, I gave him a small smile and he gave me a sweet smile. "He smiled at you!" "It was just a smile," I said going back to my book. "You have a crush." "You definitely do, but we won't say anything, yet." I rolled my eyes at both of them. They were right, no, maybe. He was cute, the way his hair fell, and how he put the other player before himself. I thought it was cute.

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