Late night depression made me wright this

Late night depression made me wright this

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This is about George Davidson a popular high school student who literally owns the place. He makes both men and women admire his submissive and pretty looks. He has everyone falling at his knees, wrapped around his little finger, and he knows it. He loves every second of the sugary sweet power. What will he do when things get complicated with dream, and the new girl try's to talk sh/t about him? (This story sucks and is for the purpose of: rich b/itchy entitled George who everyone loves and praises. Rich possessive jealous dream. With touch of (rich kid) drama so it can actually be read as a book) (Cover NOT mine)
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