Win with Style

Win with Style

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., juil. 19, 2013
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Sexy, Stunning, Sizzling... so mouth watering. How can a guy be so intimidating & sexy as hell. "What I'd do to take a bite out of that-" "Excuse me" huh..... what? I snapped out of it an saw my dream guy, right in front of me. "Will you go out with me?" "oh my gosh!" my heart nearly popped out of my chest. "YE.... YES, YES.. YES... I WANNA GO OUT WITH YOU" I said yelling, forgetting that I was in class. The crowd in the classroom erupted into laughter, and so did Aven. Oh just uttering his name makes me shiver. "Fat chance babe I was joking. I would never seriously go out with you loser. You fell for it, I had to tell you cause you've been pissing me off with your drooling over me for the past 5 years. Take a hint I'll never go out with a boring girl like you." .... My whole world shattered in that single moment I was the happiest girl on earth, but how unrealistic was I. To think I had a chance. My tears were filling my vision and he became blurry, so did the feeling I harboured for Aven Grey, for 5 years. I forced myself to keep my tears in. A girls tears were the most precious things and so my mum told me and how love at first site really did exist. But what am I meant to believe now. There all lies and every guy was fake. I looked Aven Grey in the eyes for one last time, blocking out the laughter from the crowd, whispers I could here about me and tried faking my warmest smile to Aven, still holding the tears. He was clearly gloating at his little prank unaware of the pain he'd just caused a helpless girl. I got up from my seat and walked out of class not caring about the teachers warnings. Whipping my eyes, an the old me. Im never coming back to that school again.
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Senior year = Drama Amelia, a mysterious high school girl with no time for boys, fun and parties had the spark stripped from her ever since her father's absence. Now, It's her first day of senior year after the holiday for Christmas. All the students were happy to be back at school with their friends but for Amelia it was torture. No friends only bullies just because she was the smartest 'nerd' in school. But, like every other girl in school, she has a huge crush on the hottest guy in school. Mason Benjamin, son of a multi-billionaire and famous fashion designer. Amelia is asked to tutor him for after school session. He ends up showing her that life doesn't revolve around the classroom and books and restores her spark but at what cost? When they start to get close. Evil lurks as her bully who is the queen bee and Mason's Ex along with a jealous and obsessed guy plot and scheme against them. Her Senior year will be full of lies, drama and romance. HERE IS A PREVIEW: "Amelia! I believe you know there will be a project practical on teaching someone. If you would help me tutor a student for this session, you will get an A on that project. what do you think?" "Yes miss Sarah! I would love to.Thank you so much" I replied. "Ok that's good to hear, let me call the student you will be tutoring" Miss Sarah smiled "Mason Benjamin could you please come here" 'oh my God' I thought. 'I would be tutoring Mason Benjamin! the guy I have had a big crush on since Forever! This can't be happening. this will be a nightmare, I will end up embarrassing myself! why?' I thought silently I look behind and saw his muscular figure approaching the teacher's desk. For a guy in the 12th grade he was two years older than me because his parents moved a lot making him change schools more frequently. he stood beside me and looked at me with the corner of his eyes, by that time I died twice and came back to reality. what am I getting myself into?

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