Dancing circles around the Bad Boy(on hold for a while)

Dancing circles around the Bad Boy(on hold for a while)

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Maria Rose, a 17 year old ballerina who is moved across the country after a terrible tragedy. There at her new school she meets a boy.....well more specifically a bad boy. Roman Black.Your common bad boy. Meets the new girl and thinks shes just some easy spoiled tramp. But when he tries to get her, she rejects him;leaving him wondering how wrong he was about this new girl. I know this sounds like all other stories about a Ballerina and a bad boy......well it actually is. Read it or don't read it, but if you do don't judge me too hard because it's my first book...please if you have helpful advice post it please
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