Intellectual Badass
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Persephone (Persy) Wayland was always a little to hotheaded and rebellious, but because she ignored most people and had good GPA, people sometimes classified her as a nerd. They are completely wrong. And by the way she prefers to term 'Intellectual Badass.'
She meets cute guy whom she has been at the same school with for years, but never really talked to. They hit it off as friends, but who knows what will happen?
So Persy lives her normal life, cough cough "normal", until a new guy comes to town and unfortunately she knows him. He broke her heart, but that's how she learned to be strong and independent and reached her full potential. And maybe a bit too much arrogance and violence.
Two cliche's to choose from: BFF or Jackass. Which one is real, which one brings out the best? Can the friend zone ever be beaten?
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