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Tiger Lily
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Ongoing, First published Dec 07, 2014
My life was wonderful.I had all A+ grades in school, three wonderful best friends, no gossip (about me anyways), and a boyfriend. It didn't hurt that I was kind of pretty as well.
Then he walked in. Zavier Alexander Jones. The bad boy/ popular/ jock of our wonderfully huge school, West Eagle High. And he was my mate.
And of course, he had to take over our pride, and therefore controlled my life. Of course, he didn't know that though. Because he didn't know that I, Lily Grey, existed.
And I was determined that it would remain that way.
But what was going to happen when he found out who I was?
Destiny?
Or doom?
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