The Valentine's Effect

The Valentine's Effect

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"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I asked resisting the urge to slap him upside the head. Vincent simply smirked entering the abandoned building. This is where I could (a) go home and suffer the agonizing strain of interacting with my family or (b) live a little and see what happens.... (You stalkers already know me enough, (b) it is) This should be interesting... ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Christina Sutton didn't think life could get any worse until an unintentionally interaction forces her to cross paths with Vincent Smith. Only time will tell how this will affect her chances of graduation And it was going so well to....
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- scrapped because my writing is terrible in this book and i'm no longer invested in the characters - Valentina Jones has always despised Vincent Pierce, but that's only because she's reciprocating the hatred. With Vincent and the two mean girls at school always making fun of her, she is done with everyone's bullshit, but will a drunk encounter between her and Vincent change everything? ** "I just want to forget everything. I want my brain to shut off." I sigh heavily, leaning back on the chair, and putting my head on the counter. "You might regret that in the morning," He chuckles, looking over at me. "You know what else I will regret? Having these thoughts about you that infiltrate my mind." I hiccup, then sip from my bottle again. "You are starting to spill your secrets." He leans his head in his hand, staring at me. I hiccup again, "Wanna hear more?" They might fool around, but said they said they would never speak of it again and that it was the first and last time. Though, they might be wrong. They both have their secrets, that they will tell each other eventually. I guess they really are parallel to one another. use of the n word angst sexual content

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