Most importantly, I'm not perfect!!

Most importantly, I'm not perfect!!

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Isobel Marley, a tall blonde 5'6 Cali Girl at her school is known as the closest thing to perfect she's got everything anyone wants, a hot bf a big beautiful house, a perfect family legs for days, and not to mention beautiful long blonde hair but she doesn't feel that way at some point her bf isn't loving her house doesn't feel so luxurious her "perfect family" isn't perfect she doesn't feel pretty and her hair turns dark and nothing brings her joy she may be popular but she doesn't have friends where she can just be herself and not have to be perfect all the time: over time she grows envious of a girl she feels so powerless to she has everything she doesn't even though many people don't see, and as sophomore year goes on she tries to navigate being someone else and comes together with a "perfect" plan of hers to finish before summer little does she know: the things that are perfect and can complete you're life are always hidden in plain sight..
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"Wanted to be bold." I blush while I avoid eye contact. "Devin needed to borrow clothes for gym." I stare at my bare legs. "I should've told her no." He shrugs, biting into his sub. "Not a fan of exposing the body." I nibble on my burrito. "I just don't want anyone to get the wrong idea." I tuck my hair behind my ear. "That you're easy." My face reddens as I look at him in the corner of my eyes. After a few moments, I nod. He sighs. "The only thing that makes a girl easy is if she lets every and any guy inside." He runs his fingers through his hair. "Clothes or attitude has nothing to do with it." I trace a circle on my thigh. "And a guy that believes otherwise is either a dick or a rapist." I smile. "Avery." "Ava." "Your brain works in wonderful ways." I get more comfortable and lean on his shoulder. "So you've said." I giggle. "I'm glad to share the same name as you." ~ A girl, a perfectionist, named Avery Jones has been in love with her childhood friend's brother for as long as she can remember. He's never noticed her, though, he doesn't really notice anyone. He's sort of an insouciant philanderer. They couldn't be any different, the only thing that connects them is their names. Oh, by the way, his name is also Avery Jones; no relation. As crazy as it might sound, it's true. Anyway, it isn't until she becomes his mentor that he finally sees her. But will this new circumstance spark a connection or show just how different they are?

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