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Taking What's His
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Ongoing, First published Apr 30, 2014
Mature
I'm Delilah, and I'm nothing special.
  
  I'm just a typical teenage girl. 
  
  There are many girls like me; I'm merely one in a million.
  
  His name was Ashton, and he was definitely something. 
  
  He was the attractive, mysterious, brooding delinquent that all the girls were head-over-heels in love with, all of the girls except me.
  
  He was the typical "bad-boy" with an "aura of mystery" that I had read about in countless teen-romance novels, and I thought I had him figured out.
  
  I expected him to be like every other bad-boy that had ever existed, but I was wrong. Really, really wrong.
  
  Like I stated before: I'm nothing special. So why is it that the stupidly gorgeous, sickening irresistible Ashton decided to notice ME of all people?
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