Falling In Love With You •A Billy Hargrove FF•
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  • Parts 4
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  • Reads 175
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 4
  • Time 15m
Ongoing, First published Apr 17, 2018
Mature
Hawkins, Indiana 
Year: 1983

Riley, a 16 year old African American girl with strange and supernatural powers moves to Hawkins, Indiana from Georgia. Her southern accent, frizzy hair, bitch'n  personality, and rockin motorcycle make her the talk at Hawkins High. As she's struggling to get used to everything in her neighborhood, one boy in particular catches her attention...Billy Hargrove. Billy Hargrove is now the baddest boy in school since moving from California. All of the girls at school whisper and talk about how hot he is. 
As one starry night approaches the two characters walk down the same road and start to notice how even though they might be different, they really are similar in many ways. 
As "Falling In Love With You" tackles racism and child abuse, these two teenagers learn how to cope with their differences and soon realize what love truly is.
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