SPECIAL PEOPLE 2 ME

SPECIAL PEOPLE 2 ME

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WpMetadataNoticeOstatnia publikacja czw., kwi 16, 2015
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There waz this pretty girl that i seen at the beggining of the year. I liked her but i didn't know what to say. So i let her pass but i couldn't forget her. She was pretty, cute, and funny, and had a good sense of humor which i liked about her alot. I noticed that she was different from most girls and that she can exceed far beyond them. Since, i liked her soo much i waited til the prom to ask her .but unfortunately i made the wrong impression by trusting my friend to help me. which waz like one of the worst mistakes of my life. so i decided to do it myself and it kinda goes like this im sorry for the lie but time flies i wanted u to go to prom with me becuz ur face is a pile of beauty i like u so much that i didnt know wat to say so anyways will u go wit me on prom day?
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Book #4 in the "Bloodlines & Ashes" series (Can be read as a standalone) I had a plan: Go to college, have lots of sex, and eventually become a doctor. Simple, right? Yeah, well, that was the idea until a family secret came out and flipped my whole world upside down. Fast forward to an accident and a kidney transplant later; I'm left wondering who the hell I even am anymore. That's when she came tumbling into my life. A red-haired stranger on the hospital rooftop, barging into my existential crisis, dragging me-literally-away from the edge. (For the record, I wasn't going to jump. Probably.) She's beautiful, fiery, and...insanely frustrating. She refused to tell me her name, declared my parents must be gay, and walked away like she didn't just turn my entire world upside down. Sounds like the start of a great love story, doesn't it? Here's the problem: she doesn't think so. She's immune to my charm, dismisses me as some campus jock, and seems entirely uninterested in giving me the time of day. Naturally, her rejection only makes me more determined to prove her wrong. Enter the deal: tutoring sessions, gingerbread lattes, and endless chances to show her that I'm more than just a guy with good hair and charm. Her story? I need to know it.
 Her trust? I'll earn it. But the closer I get, the more I realize I'm in way over my head. Because, like they say, too much ginger can give you heartburn-and my heart? It's already hanging by a thread.

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