The School Project (W.I.P Title)

The School Project (W.I.P Title)

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Emberly Chrysos is a girl who has social anxiety. She has ash-blonde hair, ruby eyes, and is very short, only 5'2. She tries to live a pretty normal high school life even though she deals with social anxiety while being an extrovert. Kai Argent one of the most popular boys in the school, but he lives a pretty average life anyway. He's on the football team and he's unexpectedly smart in Chemistry and Science. The story takes place in modern times, just without corona and this is based on a project I did for my English class the original story will be the first chapter. My rewrite with more detail and making this an actual story will continue on after that. Please suggest any title ideas you have.
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