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Molding Clay

Molding Clay

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"You're ignorant and blind!" I cried, as the taste of the salty tears making their way to my mouth setting a shock through my body. "You don't even know what being ignorant is? Or the fact you are!" he shouted, I had never seen him so angry. "I cant believe you just said that to me!" I shouted taking a step forward. "It's true, you don't have a filter why should I?" He screamed back at me. Emerson Jones just wanted to find true love. But every time she comes close it turns out the guy is and ass hole. So she built a wall so she will NEVER get hurt like she had before. Clay Fuller just wants to be free, but his family wants him to practical. In fact everyone wants him to be that way, why can't someone just understand the real him? So when Clay's family is forced to move at the beginning of his senior year he makes a deal with his dad. If he can stay and finish school at home, he will be come a lawyer just like his dad. But there is one more catch, he can stay by him self, he has to stay with a old friend of his mom's. Maxton Fuller, with doesn't seem so bad until he figures out who's his daughter. Emmy Fuller the most popular girl in school, she's pretty, smart and nice to everyone but Clay and he can't seem to figure out why. What will happen when these two have to spend the year under one roof? Will they find love? Friendship? Hate? Cause all's fair in Love and War, right?
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She wanted to test a theory. He wanted to win a bet. What could possibly go wrong? ------------------------------------------------- Why was this shit so much easier in the books?! The Macy Anderson in me would spit out the alternatives to every curse word known to man. The Ruby Buchannan in me would knee him in the groin. The Mia Hastings in me would lunge at him first, taking him on that table right there and now. The Haley Geller in me would confuse the fuck out of him by asking way too many questions. Hell! Even the Tessa Young in me would do something, like beg him to come at me with her desperate but wild ass... But the Lola Dino in me -aka the me, me- just stands there frozen, contemplating a very important decision in her head: fuck, fuck, fuck! Who do I act as next?! Um, how about yourself for a change? My conscience decides NOW to be a smartass. Yeah, right? Like that's ever worked before. Not even having the slightest clue of what to do, I wait for him to make the first move instead, and then I'll just go from there. So, I wait. And I wait. And I wait. And I wait. I wait as we remain staring at one another -I like a deer in headlights and he like a predator stalking his prey- for what seems like forever. But when his ripped, muscular frame finally charges at me, his strong tattooed hand instantly meeting the back of my head, he crashes my lips onto his so forcefully that I'm now just left with one thought and one thought only: Lola Dino, what the hell did you just get yourself into? ------------------------------------------------- *WARNING: Contains mature content including language, sex, violence, and drugs. Reader discretion is advised.*

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