That was Then, This is Now
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  • Parts 18
  • Time 2h 8m
Ongoing, First published Sep 30, 2018
"I have no idea why all the girls waste their time, crushing on you" I rolled my eyes and folded my arms.

Cole looked down at me. All of his laughter had stopped, his blue eyes pierced through me like a needle.

He stalked towards me and leaned his arm against the shelves again. His face at an intimidating distance from mine.

"That's because you haven't had sex with me" He looked at me with an expression like stone.

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Hazel, a popular party girl who wants nothing more than to have fun and be done with school.

Cole, a cocky player who was done with school as soon as he started it and he wants- Hazel, I guess you could say...

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What could go wrong? 



Warning: 

This book involves foul language, minor mature content and. mention of drugs.

If you copy my work in any shape, form, colour, anything. I will kick you in the face and stomp on your windpipe. Not really, but seriously. Nah, I'm just kidding. But don't.

Enjoy! :3
               ~Franchesca xoxo

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