SOLD! To the Player On the Back Row.

SOLD! To the Player On the Back Row.

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I know you're looking for a story. So instead of giving you a lame synopsis, I'll tell you what you can expect if you read mine. - Banter. - Arguments. - Cringes. - Boys. - Suspense. - Real life situations. - And confused teenage problems. None of that: 'We'd never met before. I'm ugly, he's hot and suddenly WE WERE MAKING OUT. (Oh, did I mention he's a vampire AND a werewolf?! ps I'm pregnant x-X-x)' Because, LET'S GET REAL, if life was like that, we wouldn't be relying on Wattpad to keep us entertained. And on that note... I hope I just won the 'What story should I read next?' competition. Peace out, players :)! Stay cool.
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*********************** "You're the city kid who's parents kicked the buck- fuck. I mean shit. I mean hi." He stammers. The entire family stares at Jack in pure horror. I burst into laugher, still to their horror. "Good one." I chuckle. Jack raises his sharp eyebrows. "You're fucked up, City Boy." He says. "Kieran." I say. "Bless you." He responds quickly. "No that's my name. Kieran." I elaborate. "Like the coffee maker?" He asks. "What? No, not Kierig, Kieran." I repeat. "Key ring." Jack says. I sigh. "I'm bein' serious as all outdoors, I can't say it." Jack says. "Maybe because you talk like a weed whacker." I say. Jack looks taken back by my comment. "You're funny. I like you...Kerin?" Jack says. "Keep trying." I say. "Jack, why don't you help Kieran settle into his room?" Roger suggests putting so much emphasis on my name, I almost forget how to say it. "You mean my room? Sure thing, Father." Jack huffs. Wait... I have to share a room with that thing? He looks like he bites. "Don't worry, Kieran. He don't bite." Roger assures me. Did I say that aloud or has Jack bitten in the past? **************************** Kieran's life is in shambles. His parents suddenly die in a car accident and he is sent to his father's next of kin, Roger all the way in Georgia. He doesn't know Roger, He doesn't like Georgia, and worse - they live on farm and Roger has 7 kids. Things don't look good For Kieran until he meets the very good-looking (yet ugly talking), Jack Matthews, one of Roger's 7 children and his new roommate.

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