Being Armani

Being Armani

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Armani Okafor was a black girl from Charlotte, North Carolina. She wasn't the type of girl that would get into fights or go to parties and she's never even had a boyfriend. All the guys want Armani but her parents told her she could not date until she got to college and she has never disobeyed her parents before. After being accepted into one of the countries top colleges, she gets some attention from two boys that every girl drools over. Armani thought she would only fall in love with her books, but boy, is she in for one wild ride.
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