Broken Voices

Broken Voices

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At the age of 16, Samara (Sam)Natélla is a strong, outgoing girl. Everyone knows everything about her, or so they thought, it turns out she loves to sing in a small secluded club down town called the Beats. Sam's crush has no clue she likes him and doesn't know the real her. Sam hopes that if she shows him who she really is that he'll like her back. So she puts a note in his locker asking him to come to the bar but not all goes to plan.
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"I'm Kason Ryhawks, darling. Womanizer. Player. Whatever you want to call me. And I make peoples' lives a flaming hell." I smirked, a twinkle in my eye. "Well that's cool I guess." I hold out my hand. "I'm Sam. Just Sam." ~ And the truth was, Sam was anything except for "Just Sam." Sam was a master at the violin - maybe even better than most professionals. Sam was always finding something to do with her mute little sister. Always finding adventure, despite being homeless. And most importantly, Sam didn't like cliches. She hated happy endings. When the principal of Westland High School hears her playing her violin in the subways one night, he offers her sanctuary in the school and a cool five hundred bucks - in exchange for her music at the school's upcoming prom. Of course she agrees. But what Sam didn't understand was that she'd be encountering the school's rule breaker on more occasions than she'd like. His crude and cold demeanor is nothing to be attracted to, and it seems like a different girl crawls into his jeans everyday. What she was oblivious to, was the fact that she'd be unknowingly crawling her way into his heart.

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