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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"Just tell me the reason why," Jordan pleaded, his eyes paralysing me helplessly to the spot. "I-I can't.. I made a promise." For Alexa and Jordan, it's all been pretend. Pretend dating, pretend holding hands, pretend loving. All in the name of what? Jealously, revenge? And what if that person is the one person you hate? The one person you told yourself you would never fall for. But is it really all pretend? What will win the battle; feelings, or the promise, along with the two forces, determined to tear them apart?

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