"Simon Who?"

"Simon Who?"

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Simon, an awkward little boy, left years ago when his mom had to transfer jobs to Canada. He came back to the United States a lot different. Returning during his sophomore year of high school, Simon hoped to rekindle his friendship with his best and only friend from when he was younger. She's a sassy, hilarious nerd who's not afraid to stand up for what she believes in. Simon wants nothing more than to make things exactly how they were before! Unfortunately, there's one little problem stopping him... What would you do if your best friend didn't remember you? -------------------- - Cussing - Young adult story - Multiple different 1st person perspectives - Probably not the most eloquent grammar If ya don't like it, that's a you problem for reading.
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COMPLETED "You are pretty dumb for a dork," I laugh as Justin hangs his head down in defeat, "Let me show you" I fiddle around with the displaced parts until it clicks together and the record player starts playing again, "See it's supposed to do that!" "You are pretty smart for a slut." He says back with a laugh but, I can see on his face he instantly regrets it. My mouth is hanging open, in complete shock, when he continues "I'm sorry I didn't mean it-" "No, stop," I say with a slight laugh and then for some reason it grows to a full-blown fit of laughter, "No. one. has. ever. called. me. that. to. My. face" I manage to get out through my small, continuing fits of laughter. "You aren't mad at me?" "No, it's not like that an unknown fact," I saw with a smile, "I'm actually surprised you had the balls to say it." "I don't think you are a slut," He says, his cheeks getting a little flushed. In my most breathy, husky voice, I answer, "are you sure, Justin? I know you have thought about the things I would let you do to me if I would just get naked in front of you." As I start to pull off the sweater that is covering the small tank top that's under it. His face flushes a deeper color of red and I can't help but, giggle a little. "Don't worry Justin, I won't get naked unless you ask." Justin and Blythe are basically polar opposites from each other but, because of one class, they find themselves having to learn everything they can about each other. Where will this story take them? Will they become friends or enemies? Will they pass the class and the ultimate test? Continue on reading to find out!

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