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The 'crew' consisted of the 3 most talented dudes in the school, they weren't too pressed on money either. Every guy envied them and every female wanted them. Aaliyah Monea was your average high school student. Decent grades and social life, other then the fact that she wasn't a size 2 like most of the girls at Riverside and she wasn't reaching to be noticed. She's always there for others but seems to ignore her own problems. But everyone has SECRETS. What happens when those secrets are revealed, blood is shed, and feelings get involved?! •Urban Fiction•
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Step one: graduate. Step two: accidentally sleep with your best friend. Step three: get trapped working summer camp together because your other best friend has no sense of boundaries. Now Enya and Maddie are sharing a cabin, pretending nothing happened, and doing a terrible job at it. It's hot. It's messy. It's gay. * * * The summer before college was supposed to be chill; sunburns, iced lattes, maybe a mild existential crisis. But when Skylar signs everyone up to be counselors at a middle school camp, Enya and Maddie find themselves trapped in a mosquito-infested nightmare... together. One small problem: They may or may not have ACCIDENTALLY hooked up after graduation. And Maddie is convinced Enya planned the whole thing. Between canoe races gone wrong, s'mores that end in arguments, and bunkhouse confessions they swore would never happen again, both girls are about to learn that feelings aren't something you can logic your way out of-or yell your way past. Because sometimes the person who drives you craziest... is the one who feels like home.

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