When To Say Goodbye

When To Say Goodbye

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Elle was as innocent as it could possibly get. A rising junior in James Madison High School, the thought of smoking, drinking, or even a simple kiss was enough to make her palms start sweating. Ace was the new rich boy, transferring into James Madison from Old Bridge Prep. His confident aura swept the halls of James Madison within the first week, and news of his bad habits spread across the high school like wildfire. Everyone has heard the story of the good girl falling for the bad boy, but what happens when she falls too far? Sometimes, there won't be someone on the other end to catch her. This is the story of lovers, best friends, and enemies...because sometimes, those three can all be the same person.
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She's rich, the perfect student, and graduating early. He's a heathen, a heartbreaker, and well he may never graduate... These all might be true, but with every fact, there is a detail to be explained. When people can be seen below the surface of their persona your whole view of them and their lives change. Axel thinks he's a hardass, huh? Well so does Victoria. So which one knows - How to Steal a Heart? ╰┈➤ a taste "I'm a mess," I shake my head, "Apparently a mess only you can see," "Only because I'm looking," He gestures to his eyes. "I see you, there's nothing wrong with seeing you." I completely shift myself to look at Axel. I sat in front of him as he looked down at me. This is the Axel that has me wrapped around his finger. Not the fighter, not the bad boy. The compassionate, well-spoken, devoted, Axel Stone that is sitting in front of me. So when the story comes out of my inevitable demise - know that it was Axel Stone's words that slain me. Not his persona or his larger-than-life muscles -even though those are very nice- it was the way he cared for me. The way he set a fire in my soul, a flame to my heart. The way he anchored me.

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