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7 Minutes in Heaven
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  • Reads 1,049,757
  • Votes 16,472
  • Parts 43
  • Time 14h 30m
Complete, First published Apr 15, 2012
Jemma Song is Little Miss Priss. Nate Stanford is Mr. Player. She doesn't drink, party, fight, smoke, do drugs or sleep around. He does, and when these two first meet, Jemma wants nothing to do with Nate. But when her older brother, Emmett, throws a party, she's made to play the game 7 Minutes in Heaven. And guess who she ends up in the closet with? Nate. Jemma's life will be turned upside down and will be thrown into so much more drama than she's prepared for. Yet the question still remains: How can just one simple game affect the relationship between Jemma and Nate?

*NOTE: I wrote this when I was in MIDDLE SCHOOL. So a lot of my values on relationships now as a college student are quite different. Therefore, there are some aspects that I don't agree with. Keep in mind, again, that this is for ENTERTAINMENT, and therefore does not truly reflect on me as a person.
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