Journey to the new me
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- Parti 22
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Ultima pubblicazione sab, gen 13, 2024
I had no choice than to nod my head to say yes because going against my mum at this moment means being grounded for at least one week and I wouldn't want to start my holiday in a grounded state.
'Could Angel come with us' I suggested throwing a mischievous smile towards Angel. But what she said next broke my heart into tiny pieces. 'I........'.
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One glance at Jerry and I was conscious of myself. I quickly adjusted my skirt and cleaned any trace of sweat on my face. Of course, not making it obvious... Why didn't I bring my lip gloss...I just wanted to look pretty in front of my crush.
Who wouldn't "crush on my crush"🤭. He's a tall, fair-skinned and not really thin boy. He's not thin and he's not fat. With his curly natural black hair and his round-shaped face, together with those plump and full lips. Even the way those black iris of his stare dreamingly at you is alone to make you melt. He's every lady's definition of hot specimen.
On my way to the door, somebody called my name and the voice........that voice....pleasant and melodious to the ears were what I heard. He even knows my name......This is so ....I'm short of words... Can someone just lend me an hand fan because I'm about to faint right now..........For Jerry to call my name........
The story talks about the life of a young girl who amidst peer pressure, puberty, making wrong and right decisions at right and wrong times, series of betrayals from loved ones, and also finding true love grew up as a young adult....Is she ready to become a lady that would be able to face the adult life with confidence and competence? or otherwise. Join me on the journey to the new me and let's find out.
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