I Don't Do Birthdays

I Don't Do Birthdays

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Madison 'Max' Miller. Music obsessed, alt girl, standing on the periphery of high school. Not Cheerleader material. Definitely not Prom Queen material. She doesn't give a flying feck, really. It doesn't matter. She's got her music and her best friends One of which is Jamie Harrison. All star athlete, grade A student, future Prom King with the pre-requisite blonde cheerleader girlfriend The direct opposite of Max. They were friends. They were best friends. Really, they were just the best of friends. Those strange feelings they get when they looked at each other, or that funny heat in their bellies when they touch each other were nothing, surely? I mean, it's probably something innocuous like dysentery. Or some strange disease like the Black Plague right? They couldn't be in love and lust with each other, right? Right???
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I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

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