Jordan Winters was just another schoolgirl. She was just trying to get through this hellhole without 'accidentally' punching someone in the face. She only had another year to go before she could finally start university and move far away. Jordan had her whole future mapped out and nothing was going to stand in her way and stop her from getting the life she wanted.
Except maybe Noah Michaelson.
Noah was a self proclaimed bad boy, although he wasn't very good at it. He didn't like the way leather felt against his skin and read romance novels and there was no way in hell he would ever join a gang.
Noah claims its fate that he met Jordan three times in a day- she says it's just their timetable.
Jordan never noticed Juliet. Juliet had given up to get his attention. And if they end up hiding together in the same closet, he can't stop talking about himself. So how to shut him up? Kissing him...
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Jordan Decker is an arrogant senior in King Valley, a footballer and an A-grade student.
All teachers liked him, girls adored him and guys wanted to be friends with. A total cliche.
And like always, in every girly romantic book, he has the gorgeous girlfriend, luxury car and EGO as big as New York City.
Juliet Maine has a lot on her plate, working as a waitress in Lory's Diner she is asked to open a new business in her hometown. After graduation she will fly to New York to study law at NYU, leaving her family behind and start her independent life. When she is pulled into her highschool's crush's love-life problems, she finally understands why falling in love with him was a bad idea.
But she doesn't know that Jordan had noticed her from day one.
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I climb up the stairs and find myself in a long corridor what spread to two directions. Matt's bedroom was on the east wing so I turn to my left and walk toward the last door in the end. But before I can reach half way, a door on my right opens and out runs Jordan. We bump into each other.
"What the..???"
I steady myself, grabbing his jacket and prevent myself from falling backward.
"Run!" He says.
"What?" I release him.
"Run," he grabs my hand and starts pulling me with him.
"Why would I...?"
I turn around while I'm dragged toward the stairs and see Tiffany, all angry and face cherry red come throw the door Jordan had exited a minute ago.
"You dirty bitch!" She yells at the top of her lungs as she sees me, Jordan's hand still gripes me.
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