One Touch

One Touch

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Apr 12, 2021
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Romance
Abeera is a quiet girl, entering high school aiming for everything a studious girl likes. A typical good girl. She doesn't care about the other diverse aspects that could be her life. She wants to be normal, but as life throws her awkward and stressful curveballs, her life takes a different turn. A once sailing through life kind of girl finds herself amidst romance, terror, loving friendships, and betrayal.. Will she adjust to her new life, or find a way to return to the past? **** "You're not fond of me?" He says mockingly,as his face turns into a vicious frown. "Of course not, I don't even know you," I say as I shake him off "Of course you don't but don't you want to find out?" He countered, as he rubbed his body on mine, and laid his head on my shoulder. My face started to get red hot, and now I was showing it too. I tried to push him off, and scoot to the other side of the chair, but his head followed. All I heard was laughter, piercing laugher, everywhere.
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