Writers not lovers

Writers not lovers

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., nov. 17, 2016
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Fiction
Romance
I'm a girl And I'm a boy. He wrote stories And she wrote songs. I was shy Akari And I was well...Aaron What would happen if their notebooks got swapped? Dear Aaron bell, Dear Akari hastika, The swap of two notebooks cause two writers lives to collide into each other. A challenge is made. "You write a book" "And you write three songs to preform" Your typical love story Not. "You guys lovers yet?" "No. We're just writers not lovers" "Sure ya are" I write songs about him. And I write stories about her.
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"If you are ever lucky enough to come across something so beautiful it shifts your whole world, don't ever let that go." Beckett Davis: I've been in love with Bailey Connors since I was 7 years old and she gave me back my soccer ball. We've been neighbors for years, even sharing windows facing each other's bedrooms. Our families are close, I view her grandfather as my own. The only thing is, I still can't bring myself to say more than a few words to the girl who occupies most of my thoughts. Going into my last year of high school, I needed the chance to have my world shifted by Bailey Connors. Bailey Connors: I broadcasted my crush on Beckett Davis in the 2nd grade after decorating him a cookie. And every time after that when I can't control how my face heats around him. My grandfather adores the boy next door, and who doesn't? I'm embarrassed of how long it took me to reach for things I may want, instead of just letting things happen to me. Beckett's seen some of my worst moments from afar, but what would it be like for him to see them up close? #1 in bookworm #1 in highschoolromance #1 in foundfamily #1 in goldenretriever #1 in neighbors #1 in teenromance #1 in friendstolovers

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