The Nerds Revenge
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isang babae na nerd na pinaglaruan ng Campus Playboy .Nang malaman ng Nerd Na pinaglaruan LNG sya pinapunta sya sa salon sa ayaw at sa gusto na sabi ng magulang pagkatapus pumunta sya sa salon pag-uwi nya nagulat ang kanyang magulang sa sobrang ganda nya
sa subrang ganda nya
"""MAG RE-REVENGE""'' ba Siya ?
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"Crisanta, hey," she turned to find the star volleyball player of Ardent Prep International, Tristan Carlos, with all his dimples and blue-eyed smiles. The older, Grade Twelve student said with a soft voice, "You didn't answer me yesterday." "What do you want?" She asked, sighing loudly as her shoulders slumped. Tired with everything. But she can't rest, not when she has a Student Council to run, a cheering squad to captain, and a play to direct. "I - I had something," he started, stammering a bit. Clearing his throat, Crisanta's boyfriend of two years continued, "I wanted to speak with you - it's about something important." She stayed quiet. "I, um," releasing a heavy breath, Tristan blurted, "I want to break up." "What?" ---------‐---------------------‐---------------------‐----------------- This year, 2021, was supposed to be Crisanta Espinosa's year. Until it wasn't. Until he left. Until everyone started to have problems with her. Until the entire school decided she was the villain. Set in a fictional Manila, where the coronavirus pandemic never happened, in the affluent societies of the teens and kids who studied in Ardent Prep International School, follow Crisanta Espinosa as she juggles her duties as Student Council President, Head Cheerleader, and Creative Director of her school theater. All the while dealing with the aftermath of her own heartbreak. This story is about the small steps of hurts, healing, and everything in between.Complete
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"Crisanta, hey," she turned to find the star volleyball player of Ardent Prep International, Tristan Carlos, with all his dimples and blue-eyed smiles. The older, Grade Twelve student said with a soft voice, "You didn't answer me yesterday." "What do you want?" She asked, sighing loudly as her shoulders slumped. Tired with everything. But she can't rest, not when she has a Student Council to run, a cheering squad to captain, and a play to direct. "I - I had something," he started, stammering a bit. Clearing his throat, Crisanta's boyfriend of two years continued, "I wanted to speak with you - it's about something important." She stayed quiet. "I, um," releasing a heavy breath, Tristan blurted, "I want to break up." "What?" ---------‐---------------------‐---------------------‐----------------- This year, 2021, was supposed to be Crisanta Espinosa's year. Until it wasn't. Until he left. Until everyone started to have problems with her. Until the entire school decided she was the villain. Set in a fictional Manila, where the coronavirus pandemic never happened, in the affluent societies of the teens and kids who studied in Ardent Prep International School, follow Crisanta Espinosa as she juggles her duties as Student Council President, Head Cheerleader, and Creative Director of her school theater. All the while dealing with the aftermath of her own heartbreak. This story is about the small steps of hurts, healing, and everything in between.
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