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Blue • Ondreaz Lopez
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Ongoing, First published May 09, 2020
☆ Hope you feel blue less than I do ☆

Heather Angeles. She was always a fan of romance movies where everything works out, there's a huge love story and the perfect guy. Although there were a lot of relationships and breakups, Heather would still always be the same. She would love too much. Hopeful that the next boy would be the Troy to her Gabriella, the Peter To her Lara Jean, the Alex to her Rosie...minus the whole teenage pregnancy thing but you get the picture!

Hanna Dawson. Her best friend. Although she enjoyed watching these movies with Heather, she never believed in these stories being able to happen to her. Better yet, she couldn't imagine being in a relationship full stop. That was her issue. She could never open up about her feelings. Living her high school experience as the best friend of Heather Angeles, she never had to think about it. She wasn't the one boys looked at. And she was never really sure if she wanted to be seen. 

It's a new school year, with new people and new experiences to face. One of those being new boy , Ondreaz Lopez.

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