Another Cliché love Story

Another Cliché love Story

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Nairobi is a 16 year old girl who goes to a different school and is instantly faced with hurdles, bullies and a highschool crush. Which choices will she make towards her life and will those choices benfit her in the future or ruin her chances in life.
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{Featured @ Wattpad friends and family profile - Celebrating Black History Month reading list (Jan 2023), Featured @ Official Wattpad's Romance profile - new adult romance reading list (May - June 2021), Featured @ Ambassador's Africa, Featured @ writers without borders, Featured @ Wattpad's undiscovered stories (September 2021), Featured on Wattpad's Community Curator list @ Leeleekez, and also Featured on Wattpad's Community Curator List @ -jnicole_, Winner Contemporary Romantics Award @ContemporaryLit} ********** Two best friends, Kiki Rubiri and Nicole Wanjiru, know just how much blurry and mundane life could get in the streets of Nairobi. But when gusts of wind quake their pitiful selves, in form of new opportunities and of course men, Kiki and Nicole wonder why the painter suddenly decided upon subdued tints? ********** Nicole could distinctively make out the intonations of her heartbeat. It was no smooth asphalt, nor was it pleasing. It was entirely the opposite. She imagined a rugged chassis and deep-rooted crevices upon a rocky road. A dangerous road trip. She feared that her heart might give out. Her legs already were a noodly pair, holding onto her dress for support. It was clear that Nicole's mind was a soiled pool of water. It just wasn't functional anymore. Jane Austen would be disappointed, and so would her mother. Nicole was never the forward type of woman. She always thought of herself as demure as a sun's glow right before the full onset of night. Her wanton behavior today was a surprise on her side and she more than willingly blamed it on the cheery night and maybe on the way Wayne's minty breath hit her exposed clavicle like one inclement wind upon feeble branches of a tree.

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