Not My Type (H.S Fanfic)
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  • Reads 2,214
  • Votes 15
  • Parts 26
  • Time 1h 11m
Ongoing, First published Nov 05, 2014
Everybody loves Harry, what's not to love about him? His eyes, his dimples, his curly hair, his perfectly toned abs and the fact that every boy in the school wanted to be him, every girl in high school wanted to date him, except for Kristen Denavord. Kristen was the opposite of Harry, she was not popular, she didn't have that amazing body every girl in her high school had and she absolutely didn't have friends. Instead she had an average smile, a average hair, and she thought she was fat. But at least she had the perfect grades that could get you in every university, that was her only advantage. Harry was a typical bad-boy and bullied Kristen everyday. What will happen when they get the chance to challenge themselves and get to know each other better? Their clearly not each other's type.

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