That Girl

That Girl

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Romance
There are so many teen romance novels out there, stories about the new girl, the quiet girl, the athletic girl, the sick girl. This is not one of those stories. This is the story about the friend. Ivy is 'that girl.' She is the girl that is not particularly popular, but everyone still knows. She is the girl that is considered one of the boys, that is considered the tomboy, the jock. She is the girl that can beat up most of the boys. She is the girl that people consider an extrovert because she plays hockey with all of the boys, but in reality if she could she would spend all of her time reading sappy romance novels. She is the girl that everybody thinks they know, but who actually knows her? Brodie is your classic fuckboy. All the girls want to be with him. He is super athletic, insanely popular, and downright gorgeous. He is a smooth talking greek god put into the body of a 17 year old boy. Boys want to be him. Girls want to be with him, to be the one who can change him but he barely even notices them. That is until Ivy comes along. Brodie and Ivy have known each other since 5th grade but have never been very close, but all of that changes at the end of junior year when Brodie witnesses something that will forever alter his perception if Ivy. ***Cover by ViolentColors, so good. Please check him out.***
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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. ___________________ "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"

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