A Little Hopeless Romantic

A Little Hopeless Romantic

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Last published Sun, Jun 22, 2014

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A fifteen years old Natalia Candace broke up with her boyfriend, George at the end of her first semester in her first senior high school year. She thought that George was her first and last love, she wished that their relationship will end with a happy marriage. George broke her heart, and stole her hope. Candace became hopeless, she doesn't believe in love anymore. Is anything about love, that is Suck and Disappointing. Until Candace meet someone who has changed her mind, who has almost the same thought about love. The only problem is, that person is a boy. BUT she haven't believe in love since her terrible break up. She's having a special feeling, that she most afraid of in life. She's afraid to fall, afraid to lose. She's a little hopeless romantic. BEFORE YOU READ THIS FAN FICTION: -this is a fan fiction, i made this up. maybe not all of this are real. -the information about Jack and Finn aren't all true, as i said i made up some of them. -please respect my hard work (no copy), i done this story based on my own creativity, and -well- inspired by my life. i pretty much have the same personality as Candace do. -Pardon my language, i'm Indonesian (asian), english is not my everyday language :) but do tell me if i make mistake, i really appreciate it, i'm still learning. -please always read from the beginning of the story, otherwise you won't understand the rest of it. -enjoy. don't forget to follow me, it's free! :D

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