Partygoers
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Wherever you go, there always is that quiet girl that doesn't say much. But once she opens her mouth, everyone listens. And it's worth it. There also is leader of the group. The Queen Bee. The one everyone follows. The one that doesn't listen to the quiet one. The one that draws attention away from the quiet one. Quiet or not, the girls like the same boy. The badboy who use girls like they are an object. The one that doesn't give a fúck about anything. Girls know that, but can't help throwing themselves at him. His looks and brooding, mysterious ways are irresistible. Behind the badboy is a nerd. He can figure out a math problem in mere seconds, but he doesn't know a thing about girls. Talking to them is like trying to tickle yourself.  What happens if an used-to-be-nerd-now-a-badboy and ex-Queen-Bee-now-a-quiet-girl becomes flat mates after graduating college? What will happen when they have nothing in common except for one thing: partying? Caution: Written by a novice writer. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
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