A Million Pieces
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  • Parts 26
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  • Reads 38,056
  • Votes 925
  • Parts 26
  • Time 2h 33m
Ongoing, First published Mar 18, 2015
Jason Roman. My dream guy, with his powerful presence, and light brown short locks of styled to perfection hair. 
  
Him and his piercing blue eyes that showed every emotion he felt but could be all too icy at the same time, and then there were his pink plump lips that as if on cue he wet with his tongue...talk about a sex god.

And I , Cátia Marino am currently sitting at my desk in the middle of this very mediocre math lesson staring at the one and only Jason.

As I was about to continue my exploration of Mr. Romans intriguing features.
  
 My math teacher's annoying voice came back into play. "Cátia , thanks for volunteering to answer this math problem for us ?"....
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The girl beneath the bruises

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Ashley is basically the Queen of Nerds at her stereo-type filled high school, and being abused at home doesn't really help. But what happens when the most popular boy at school sees her bruises? ______________ "Here let me help." It was Jason. He was in the girls bathroom, the girls bathroom. "That's ok." I mumbled turning away. The bruise was starting to show. "No I insist." He grabbed my arm and turned me around. I winced and looked up at him. He started to dab like I was doing, then he started to rub. He stared at my arm intently. "Is that a bruise?" He asked looking at me then the bruise and back and forth. "Yeah, I, um fell off my um...bike! Yeah my bike!" I said. He rolled his eyes and let go of my arm. "Well whatever just get that checked out." He said smiling. "Why do you care?" I asked. "Because I'm trying to be nice," Then he mumbled, "It's not like you have friends anyway." "Hey! That's not nice." I said furrowing my eyebrows. He held up his hands in a no offense motion. "I'm just saying you could use some friends." He said. -------------- Cover by @QueenCourtneyLynn