Not Just Any Job

Not Just Any Job

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When Adilyn makes a deal with her teacher to help out a friend, she never could have guessed that she'd be tutoring Zach Miller! How many people get the chance to tutor not only their crush, but the hottest guy in school?! Will he ever feel the same way that she does? Or will something - or rather someone - get in the way? Please don't let my awful description get in the way of you reading this! This is my first ever book, and while the caption may sound cringe, I promise that I have so many ideas for this book! So, if you stick around, I promise you won't regret it! I try to update frequently and am currently writing the rest of this story. I appreciate all of the votes or comments!!! (Feel free to point out any and all mistakes, or leave suggestions!) -M Some explicit language, possibly mature scenes, and mention of drugs and alcohol. #6 in "hisbestfriend" (November 1st)
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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