It Only Gets Worse    (Harry Styles Teacher)

It Only Gets Worse (Harry Styles Teacher)

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Skylar Gray suffers from social anxiety, panic attacks and depression. She takes five pills a day, uses four sketchbooks within two months filled with drawings of her pain, has three friends, spends two hours everyday just figuring out her life and is in an advanced academic academy that she never wanted to be in that gives out homework that totals to maybe a pound. Although she never agreed to go that dumb school anyways. Until one day she switches to higher class (demand of teacher) and meets the best teacher ever and things might look up in her life. They might just slip through her hands within a month but only reading may tell. WARNING: if you are against drugs,smoking,ect. do not read as this book contains it. This book is not promoting, it is meant for entertainment only.
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"My love for her was forbidden but the lust I felt was never forgotten" Looking at her made my heart skip beats but I fought against it knowing that each single feeling I felt for her was wrong. But fate or whatever you want to call it brought us to each other. Little did I know the girl I fell for, the girl that learned my darkest thoughts and fears would be... My student. "Our hearts connected as one without thought of the consequences" Being in love wasn't something common to me. Nor did I ever think it would be. But, beginning the school year with a new understanding of the word "love" made it seem possible. It was possible for me to find the right person. Someone to confine in and lay in bed at night and confess your darkest fears, and hopes. Little did I know that person would be...My teacher.

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