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It's not all music notes

It's not all music notes

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So I attempt again to sit back up trying not to let any inner body acid escape in the process until I felt warm pair of tan arms pull me back down. I was confused on what was happening since I had no idea where the hands were coming from. The arms than wrapped my torso and the head attached to the arms started snuggle into the back of my neck. "Don't leave me" they whispered and I felt my hole body shiver with recognition of who the voice belonged to. Lennox Venture. A dark skin, sexy as fuck sport star of our super extreme athletic school. I felt my heart beating as my mind starts putting all the puzzle into place over the last night, and even the last few weeks. How the fuck did I end up here? -- Brielle (aka Bell) Pierson goes to a school full of super athletic people. As it's a sports boarding school. She's good at sprints, hurdles, basically anything with running away. But her true passion is music, to where she goes to the nearly non existing music room every spare time she has and plays to her heart contents. Due to this she has hardly any friend except for her best friend honey and no one really know she exist, because l she has to hide her talent for music as her dads the schools principal and her older siblings were almost sports prodigies so when your the only child that doesn't have the same love as the rest of her family who wouldn't understand she can easily fall into the dark. Lennox venture, a sports prodigy, he has the brains, the looks and the skills to make the best athlete in the world, he was all round good at every sport but his down fall his his clueless personality and his closure to cut off people when they get too close, but what will happen if someone does get too close? What will the find? Honey Winter: The bestest friend someone could ever ask for, always looking out for people and always has a smile on her face, she has compassion for everything especially when it comes to riding horses but she has dark secrets that nobody knows.
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