Raindrops Full With Love

Raindrops Full With Love

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This is a wlw story just random, and I'm making stories to improve my grammar and writing skills after I deleted my previous and first story hehehe this is not a smut because I am a minor (⚠WARNING⚠) New writer No hate Bad grammar No hate comments or complaints As it is MY story) The characters are Avery and Divine, they are both 15 Avery is a sweet girl, smart and pretty, but everyone thinks she is a loser and a weirdo. Divine is the opposite, she was a big trouble maker, she would fail all her test on purpose even though she was smart, nobody wanted to go near her until Avery did.
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Olivia West is a typical teenage girl. She has a group of awesome friends, a pretty face and a liking for boys. There is a new guy in school, and he is causing a lot of talk between Olivia and her friends. Fights will go down, rumors will be spread and friendships will be lost. The one question is, who will stay with Olivia until the end? Sneak peek: "How could you do this to me?" I scream at him, tears running down my face. Jack rubs his forehead. "Olivia, I told you, it was a mistake. A huge mistake. I still love you!" he says urgently. I smile cruelly, despite my crying. "Well, Jack, maybe you should of though of that before you went and cheated on me". He looks at me sadly. "I will only love you" he says quietly. I run a hand through my hair, another wave of tears coming on. "Don't call me beautiful then pour yourself into the arms of someone more beautiful" I say. Jack takes a step towards me. "Olivia", he says putting his hand on my shoulder, "there is no one more beautiful". My heart skips a beat, as if for a moment, time has been re-winded back to a time where he made me feel special. The feeling is brief.

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