Jordan Bloom's Comical Doom

Jordan Bloom's Comical Doom

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Jordan Bloom. Blonde. Quirky. Fun. Now who would expect a good girl getting straight A’s to go rogue. Nobody. Jordan’s plan to steal her term question paper was utterly destroyed when she bumps into Ashton Carter, a “smoky grey eyed” boy, who she couldn’t stand one bit. If she had to choose between jumping into a river filled with flesh eating piranhas or kiss Ashton. She would gladly double flip and dive into the river. But as events of their senior year throw Aston and Jordan together. Would they make it without assassinating each other? Egoistic, self-conceited, ungrateful, imprudent, disrespectful, blonde idiot. Jordan couldn’t find enough adjectives in the word to describe his assholeness. Cynical, infuriating, condescending, frustrating, loathsome witch. Ashton saw her as an insect to be squished. Would what they think of each other change? Is the world right, when it says hatred is not hatred but something else? Do Ashton and Jordan make it as friends or something more? Read to find out :)
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"The answer is 'A,'" I say, keeping my voice light and kind. Carter snorts from beside me. "No, it's 'C.'" Bingo. I was hoping he'd say that. "The question clearly asks you to round to the nearest tenth. If I'm not mistaken, which I don't believe I am, answer 'C' has two decimal places." I smirk as his mouth twitches into a frown. We're still standing. "Very well, Miss. Jones," Mr. Neilson says, projecting another question. "I can't stand you," Carter mumbles in my ear. I turn my head towards him, pressing my lips against his ear. "Then sit the fuck down, Conners," I whisper. "I'm winning." ... Fairridge Prep is for the best of the best. Sadie Jones, stubborn and clever, is set on being the best. Returning from winter break feeling, more so than ever, that she has stolen her sister's dream, Sadie is determined to spend the rest of Junior year proving that she deserves everything she's worked towards. Carter Conners, notorious flirt (only when it comes to Sadie), will do anything it takes to not spend the rest of his life working at his parents' diner. Whether it's running for the track team or debating, Carter is always competing, and competing to win. Sadie and Carter have been rivals since freshman year, constantly bickering and trying to best each other. But when the rivals are thrown into a week long debate competition that, along with getting the top spot on the Principal's List, will guarantee one of them the title of Valedictorian next year, they find themselves enjoying each other's company more than they would've ever expected. And it leaves them wondering: "Do we really hate each other?"

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