The good girl ( Michael clifford )

The good girl ( Michael clifford )

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jun 1, 2015
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She's normal, straight A student. She's rich, doing nothing but trying to make her parents proud. To be the 'perfect daughter ' she forgot what it was like to be free to live, to have fun. " it's just a girl like you isn't supposed to be with a guy like me. It's just not how life works" Takes place in 2020 the world is Split in two your either rich or your poor, there is no middle class the rich are highly respected people and that's it. If your poor you live in run down trashy neighborhoods where half of the people are scared to even go to. If your rich you live on the other side of town big houses nice cars. Te perfect life. When Morgan finds her self in some trouble being new to the state when the rich finds her self on the wrong side of town things go wrong but who other than Michael clifford to save her?
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