Boardwalk Baby ORIGINAL

Boardwalk Baby ORIGINAL

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What's it like growing up in a beach town, you ask? Well Cassie Maine would be the first to tell you it sucks. For a girl like her, someone who falls for boys faster then you can snap your fingers, being a boardwalk baby doesn't quite give you steady, long lasting relationships. Actually, for her, she never gets any relationships. Boys come then go. But when one boy that's a possible exception comes and another boy who has never left is also a possibility... well lets just say Cassie's sixteenth summer is a heartache, a headache, and hormonal mess all at once. ((( I've created an official soundtrack for you to listen to as you read so here you go :) http://8tracks.com/brieisawkward/boardwalk-baby-soundtrack )))
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