Say You'll Stay

Say You'll Stay

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Lezzie Scott is your average 18 year old girl. She just graduated high school and is a new coming freshman, swimmer at the small community college in Lancaster, South Carolina. She is shy but once you get to know her she is a very fun person to be around. Lancaster was the town she grew up in, and she wanted nothing more than to go away for college but her financial situation limited her on that dream. So she is stuck for another year in the hell whole she wants to get away from. Turns out though...this "hell whole" could be right where she needs to be. Sam Auburn, on the other hand is not from Lancaster. He is originally from Virginia. He is the total opposite of Lezzie. He is very charming, funny, and can strike up a conversation with anyone he comes in touch with. Sam and Lezzie happen to meet one day in class. They seem to hit it off immediately. Everything is perfect...... until a drastic turn happens in Lessie's life. Will she lose Sam? Will Lezzie meet someone else that makes her more confused than she ever thought she could be? Can Sam hang on for the ride? Maybe this will intertwine them more. Or maybe... drift them apart until their strangers again. Who knows.
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