Don't Let GO

Don't Let GO

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Apr 13, 2015
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Romance
Chace Ryan, typical bad boy, he's rich, has killer looks, killer grades and the biggest player anyone's seen, but girls still fall for him. He's the most popular boy at West side. Charlotte Diamonds Mr. Player's Best friend. She'd the girl every guy dreams about, with a killer body and great personality. She too like Chace has super high grades and the most popular girl at West Side. She is also the schools number one dancer and Cheer Captain. She has the perfect life with the perfect boyfriend Ryan, but is he really all that perfect? When worse comes to worse and they are faced with problems will they stick together or will one let go of the other ? Follow these two's journey through their senior year and see what happens
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Popular, good-looking, and arrogant, with a killer smile. That's Xavier Cassidy. Equally popular and good-looking, but also funny, smart, and boyishly charming. That's Ryan Cassidy. One's supposedly a "bad boy," but I blame the black leather jacket. One's the school's football star, even though he also plays basketball, baseball, and maybe even lacrosse. One's older, which means one's obviously younger. Everyone knows who they are, but I guess that's just the definition of popular. For the past three years I, Max McKinney, have just been an observer to their so called "awesome" lives, but then I smash my face into Xavier's locker, and he's hell-bent on never ever letting me forget it. With a few more slips, mall-trips, awkward-to-deep conversations, a secret admirer, and one party later I may find myself falling-for one of them at least ©2015 ℓαℓαℓαℓαwriting

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