It Only Took One Night

It Only Took One Night

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Sophia Johnson (Sophie for short) is 17 years old and she's your typical teenage girl. She's beautiful and smart. She doesn't care about popularity and she's fine just the way she lives... until Ace Adams (the new kid/bad boy/player in school) tries to mess with her. WARNING: This book isn't edited. Once the book is finished I plan to edit it. I wrote it a long time ago so do not judge. And I would be pleased if you wrote your opinion. _______________________________ This story isn't about "R" rated stuff.
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