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No matter what a girl says or does, they all internally want a love Noah &amp; Allie had in the Notebook. It may not be the mushy or cliche type they want, it's the undeniable, heartbreaking, unpredictability, madness and ever-going of their love for each other. To have a love that makes them a better person, to crave their presence and consume their soul. Few things Riley does that could be her job: Cringe on past awkward experiences, shut people out and eat. Few things Jaedan does that could be his job: Smoke, drink, swear like a pirate and eat. That's the only thing they seem to have in common at the moment. However once the final school year of secondary school Riley has in Crooke, California rolls on by, she decides to break out of her shell and make it memorable and worth while. Although Jaedan was never supposed to be included, especially not in his boxer alone. This is the journal of the ever ordinary Riley Lynx Slater.
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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