my imaginary friend

my imaginary friend

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Tori was 10 years of age when her best friend (imaginary friend)un- willingly left for that was the job of an imaginary friend it killed him to know she was in much pain so he promised to reunite one day.on present day Tori is now 24 and a model/fashion designers for Gucci , fentty,Lou batton (e.t.c).one day her boss told her to find the hottest guy in new York and design a new outfit for the new York h&M fashion show but the only person that could fit that description was Marcus who always wore designer clothes with his sexy green eyes and tight abs and his charming face just the thought of him made her blush .......... FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS IF YOU READ THIS BOOK!!!!!!!! ;)
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She fell in love with the boy next door when she was just five years old. Despite Christian being 5 years older than Michelle, she would stop at nothing for him to return her love. "I felt tears welling up again. My silence forced him to look my way. I turned my head quickly hoping he wouldn't see me starting to cry. "I didn't realize I looked so bad in my bathing suit still..." I said quietly after a beat. "What do you mean?" he asked me confused. "Your reaction to how bad I looked, you told me to put my clothes back on..." I stopped trying not to cry and let a tear fall. "Shit, Michelle... You didn't look bad.... I was just.... Shocked. You look like you're going into college. That's a far cry from what you looked like at the beginning of the summer. Guys were gawking at you. I had to decide if I should stay and keep you covered up or go and knock them out, so they couldn't look at you." He stopped simply because he ran out of air. I was smiling by this point. "Oh, you find this amusing?" he asked. I chuckled. "Well, no. It's just, I thought I had really changed this Summer. I am starting middle school this week and I am super nervous about not being the fat nerd from last year..." Christian shook his head. "You have changed drastically. When you climbed into the van this morning, I barely recognized you. We can't go for months without seeing each other anymore because I won't know who you are if you keep growing up like this."

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