The Good Girl's Bad Side

The Good Girl's Bad Side

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Charolette Taylor. The girl with brains and looks. Her close friends call her Charlie- most people call her Charlie or Char. But she has a secret not everyone knows. Her past? Not a great one. Everyone believes the cute childish act she puts on. That's a mask. She's a renowned nerd and only really has two friends. Lia Miller and Abigail Johnson. She gets befriended by some of the more popular guys on the Basketball team. Their friendship changes her life. Was it for the worse or for the better? Will she fall in love with the popular basketball player? Or her childhood long best friend who back stabbed her? Or will she fall for the school's renowned bad boy? ~~~~ Warning: Cussing and Violence because A, they're teenagers and B, they're fricking street fighters. Also possible mature themes. ~~~~ Hey! This is my book about Charolette and her friends who's group clashes with the infamous bad boys of the school!
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