To The Moon And Back
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Ocean Whitaker. The new girl. She has it all. The looks, the popularity, the brains. Her life was perfect. She was beautiful with blue eyes and blonde hair, she was a cheerleader that could pull of glasses.
Isaac Night. He was the loner. With his bright green eyes and brown hair, he was a mystery to everyone. He was the one who ignored everyone. The cocky baseball player. Or that's what everyone thought...
But what happens when Ocean's curiosity gets the best of her and she breaks down the walls of the 'loner' and she realizes there is more to him than he puts off. After all you shouldn't judge a book by its cover, and maybe you shouldnt judge a book even when you thought you've read the whole thing.
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"Stay away from me ocean," he threatened me walking down the hall with his hands in his pockets.
"You hardly know me how do you
Know I'm a bad person," I stand my ground
He stops and speaks without turning around. "How do you know I'm a good person,"
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[The greatest risk is not taking one.]
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