Playing the Playboy
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Complete, First published Feb 17, 2015
This is a mission. A mission created by Beatrix Jackson. The object: beat the Playboy at his game. The target: Brooklyn Wesley.  How to succeed- you gotta be a 'Playgirl', bad and sexy. And that is exactly what Beatrix is.
Beatrix Jackson is a rebel teenage girl. She doesn't do a single thing shes told, she does the exact opposite. So at a new school, she was warned to stay away from Brooklyn Wesley, of course she didn't.
But that was something she should have listen to, now her whole world is turned upside down, again.
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