#ABSALOUTLEY CRAZY!#
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Opowieść Zakończona, Pierwotnie opublikowano lis 29, 2014
This is an inspouration for me  from many TV programmes and books. Basically about a 14-16 year old girl who transforms herself from a goi'n geek to a cute chick! But is there success in the transformation? Thats for me to know and  for you to find out now!
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𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬 cover
Secretly in love cover
Emma Lee Schmidt cover
Primrose  cover
Back To Past To Make It Perfect  cover
The Thing (o2l fanfiction) cover

Until I Met Her

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I was never the cool girl... Never the centre of attention. Hell, the first party I ever went to, it was because Kelly dragged me to it and I was 17! Oh, Kelly... Kelly was my first love, my first everything but once we finished high school, we parted ways. My plans were very clear, go to university, have fun, go to parties, maybe fool around at some point when missing Kelly got too much for me to handle... , I don't know, the typical university life you see in movies. However, it was nothing like it. I was struggling to keep up with my assignments, with my classes, with all the drama, with the parties, with Kelly, with the people, with Pokemon Go, with everything. I couldn't keep up with anything. And then... Eleanor Williams did what she does best. She came out of nowhere and plant herself in the middle of my world and like a very fucking annoying tree, she set roots and wouldn't move. And then I found myself, God kill me now, enjoying being around Eleanor Williams. I found myself watering the fucking tree even when I knew it'd only make the roots grow deeper until there was no way of removing it. (Yes, sometimes I make very shitty metaphors, you'll get use to it...) But just because I was, much to my dismay, enjoying Eleanor Williams's company, it didn't mean she wanted me around.