Taking What's His

Taking What's His

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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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***Currently being edited, also adding alot of juicy stuff*** When 18 year old Ashton, moves schools her senior year after her mother and fathers divorce she never thought her life would drastically change. When she meets someone who can make her feel the slightest bit normal, she doesn't realize how dangerous it actually is. As she tries to survive her last year of high school, and avoid drama she will realize not everyone is who they seem to be. After her world collides with theirs she will learn how strong a bond can actually be. And they will learn just how far they are willing to go just to protect HER. "Ashton, you are mine, my girl. Do you understand that?" He whispers in my ear, I hold my hand against the bullet wound. His eyes roll back, and my tears cover his shirt. I will always be his girl. *completed* -This is my first story please take it easy on me! Thank you!-

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