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We all go through something in our lives. Some aspect less appealing than the other. Family, friends, romance, school, work, we have a bad experience somewhere or the other. But what if you meet a person whose life seems so perfect, as pretty as a picture, that you forget that "perfect" is always a delusion. Norrisha Williams, the slut of Eastside High, is looked upon of filth because of a certain rumor that turned the whole school against her but she's always had her brother to protect her. Harry is known for his good looks and amazing personality. But he hates Norrisha with a passion. He is anything but the synonym of good to her. I'M NOT GOOD AT DESCRIPTIONS OKAY. PLEASE GIVE MY STORY A CHANCE. THANKYOU IF YOU TOOK THE TIME TO READ THIS! :)
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"I'll leave you alone." His words filled the tormenting silence, "After tonight you won't have to see me again, only in class and that's it." My heart ached at his words, why? This should be a good thing, I wouldn't have to deal with Alejandro Rodriguez ever again. So why... Why does the thought of him not being around hurt. I stopped playing with my food and slowly lifted my head to look at him. He stared straight into my watery eyes. His face filled with regret and concern. He stood up from his seat and walked over to me, squatting down to my level. "Hey, hey." He softly whispered his hands holding both of my mines, softly caressing them with his thumb. "Please don't cry, por favor." He reached a hand to my face and gently wiped the tears. "I-I don't want you to leave me alone." My voice breaking and my vision filling with tears. Layla Cruise, is the most popular girl in high school with a perfect life, people call her the Golden girl. Perfect curly hair, perfect boyfriend. However, thats what they see when she's at school. Remove the glam and glitter, wipe off the makeup and you'll find a trickle of bruises her boyfriend leaves her. TW: this story contains strong themes (SA, Language, and sexual content)

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