Je m'appelle Kaïla Park

Je m'appelle Kaïla Park

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Bonjour à tous, je suis Kaïla Park, une fille ordinaire avec on doit ce l'avouer très mauvais gout en terme de mecs . J'ai des amis ordinaire et une vie, faut ce le dire, tous ce qu'il y a de plus ordinaire. Alors à ce moment là vous vous demandez certainement pourquoi vous continueriez à lire, si tous ce que vous lisez est ordinaire ? Vous le saurez mais laissons le doute s'installé pour l'instant. Alors la vous êtes entrain de vous demandez à quoi je joue ? Et bien c'est très simple mais la encore sa devra attendre. Et là vous vous dites elle ce fout royalement de ma gueule ! Oui, vous avez tout à fait raison.
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"Cool, lets go!" we jumped off his bed and ran towards his stairway, where he sat on his railing. "What are you doing?" I asked the crazy person. "Being cool," He jested just before he began to slide down his railing like a little kid. I just imagined him with a pair of shades covering his sea blue eyes, and pointing two finger shaped guns my way. Once he got to the bottom he jumped off to the side. "Your turn" He chirped to me. "Um..no I don't think so," "Come on! Don't be such a Debbie downer. I promise I will catch you," "This does not look safe" I pondered, moving slightly toward the railing. "It isn't," I widened my eyes. "Just do it, you will love it trust me," "Ugh, I think your crazy is rubbing off on me," I defeatedly stated. "Then you should be thanking me," That stupid smirk was back, and prominate through his handsome features. "And why is that," I asked quizzically. "Because crazy people live longer. Your welcome," I laughed harder than I should have to this before putting my butt on top of the railing and sliding down. Alex Rider is a spoiled arrogant jerk who is known to show up to school late and never try in class. He parents are finally done with having to pay to get him out of trying in anything. They decide to get him a tutor, but what they don't realize is they are setting their son up with the angel he's been wishing for. His tutor is a polite, sweet girl who doesn't have a mean bone in her body. Everyone is her friend, but she doesn't go out much. Just like everyone in the world, she has a chip on her shoulder that she's been trying the shake off since freshman year. She believes she can break this cocky teenager, but will she break more than she's willing to handle?

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