Hated Acceptance || Marcus Baker

Hated Acceptance || Marcus Baker

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Paul has an adopted daughter. He had her since she was a toddler. She has grown into an independent, strong lady. ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ ❀ Y/n: She doesn't let people walk all over her, if they do, she will make sure that everyone knows what they did, but if she doesn't, then she has bigger things planned.❀ ✩‧₊˚ She's a smart girl, scary at times. She likes helping people a lot. She's nice, but she treats others the way they treat her. She likes returning the energy. She will do anything for the people she cares about.✩‧₊˚ ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Everything was normal for everyone until the Millers showed up. What Y/n didn't know was that her dad would end up getting with the mother of the girl she despised. ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ ❀♡︎Marcus Baker x F! reader♡❀ (On hold)
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I kissed the girl across the street. Then I ruined everything. Ginny Miller wasn't supposed to matter. She was just the new girl-quiet, complicated, weirdly good at pretending she was fine. I wasn't supposed to notice her. I definitely wasn't supposed to sneak through her window, fall into her bed, or tell her things I've never said out loud. But I did. And then I broke it. Because that's kind of my thing. Now she's with someone else. The school thinks I'm a stoner cliché. My sister wants to kill me. And the one girl who actually saw through my bullshit? She won't even look at me. This isn't a love story. (Except maybe it is.) It's about grief. And guilt. And how sometimes the scariest thing in the world isn't losing someone-it's being seen by them. If you like: ✘ bad decisions ✘ slow burns with too much staring ✘ late-night texts and worse timing ✘ soft boys with sharp edges ✘ and girls who climb through windows like they own the night- then, cool. Welcome to the chaos. I'm Marcus Baker. And these are the things I didn't say. Until now.

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