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Mysterious green eyes

Mysterious green eyes

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Dec 15, 2022
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Romance
This story is a teen roman and drama. The story is about Bailey she and her friends have lots of parties. Even though they are not old enough to drink alcohol they still do until one evening everything goes wrong. People start to act strange, and more and more people are starting to disappear. ''It was just the amount of alcohol we had in our blood.'' Lots of people said but I'm starting to believe everything what other people say. But I listen the most to Taylor not because I think he is always right, but he is the boy of my dreams I listen to him just to look at him. But even though Melody and Sasha know I like him they still try to get me with other guys like the new guy with the mysterious green eyes. He looks weird and spooky I kept saying to them, but they wouldn't listen.
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I'm not your regular high school student. I'm a girl who doesn't take shit from anyone. Who has light brown hair and bright green eyes. I wear what I want to and Not what other people want me to. I'm not popular. I wear jeans and a t-shirt everyday. Along with my skate shoes. Vans or converses. Most people take the bus or car I school. I ride my skateboard. I'm me. I don't even live with my real family. I live with my stepsister, stepmom, and adoptive dad. I've never heard or seen my parents. My real ones. My stepsister is a different story than me. She has everything she ever wanted. Friends, popularity, brand name cloths, a boyfriend. Her boyfriend. Man. He's the cutest, most popular guy in school. We're Not friends at all. he doesn't even notice me, even though he's at our house all the time. Either fighting or making out with my stepsister. Will he ever notice me?

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