Saving Maisie.
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Ongoing24m
Last published Tue, Mar 27, 2018
"What's worse?" he asked me. His blue eyes stared down to watch his bare feet as he wiggled his toes through the soft sand.
I couldn't help but to stare at him, baffled. Over and over again, I tell myself I need to push this guy away. Yet, here I was. Again. Glued to his side like some fan girl.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean," he says, taking in a breath before raising his eyes to meet mine. "What's worse? Losing her or losing yourself?"
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Maisie Brookes was known for a lot of things. She was a writer for the Colby newspaper column, she was one of the only two vegetarians in the small beach town, and she had one of the most outspoken personalities in her class. But three months ago, all those little quirks shriveled up. Now she is only famous for one thing: being the twin of the dead girl.
All Maisie wants to do now is keep intact what little she has left in her life, even if that means sacrificing herself to mend everyone else. But when a new guy with a love of big words and a curious need to get to know the Maisie Brookes everyone says she used to be, being invisible can be a little difficult.
Filled with secrets, food fights, and a story needing to be uncovered, everyone will find the truth of what happens behind closed doors and sealed hearts.
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"Hey! She already said she was sorry. What more do you want?!" I screamed loudly in his face. His face turned from angry to shocked. No one had ever yelled at him that way at school before. He narrowed his eyes at me."She ruined a very expensive shirt so she needs to be punished for it," he responded, his green eyes lit with hate and anger. "So?! You probably have a million other shirts just like it. You spoiled rich boys have no respect for others. You think you're better than everyone else. Well, let me tell you, you are the worst of the worst." I said. I couldn't believe what I had just said. I realized I had given myself a death sentence as the words flew out my mouth. Duke was quiet for a few moments then he finally replied. "You better watch what you say girly," he said as he brushed past my shoulder. His two buddies following him from behind. I couldn't believe what I just did. It felt so invigorating. I felt as though I had an adrenalin rush. I knew that this feeling would not last for long though because I just gave the H3 a new target. Me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosette just wanted to have a nice and quiet high school life, however, high school life at Highland High Private school is anything but nice and quiet. Rosette was able to go to this school because she received a scholarship however, the school is run by three rich boys named the H3 (Handsome three). They go around just bullying everybody and anybody who makes them mad. What is worse is when a person is targeted at the school the whole school bully's them as well. One day Rosette decided it was enough and confronted Duke, the leader of the H3. After that, her whole life began to change.
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