Go The Distance
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Last published Mon, Jan 4, 2016
"Baby doll, you have no idea." He stares at me intensely. My back was pressed up against the wall because his body trapping me between the wall and him. I take shaky breath. "W-What do you mean?" "I mean that you have no earthly idea how bad it is to hold myself back from kissing you." ///////////-\\\\\\\\\\\\ Meet Maxine Dominique Hampton, she is a good girl. But something happens that makes Max run away. From everything, her family, her friends, school, and even the state. She leaves behind everything besides some clothes, money, and her camera, she doesn't have much at all. But then she ends up living with the family of Bronix Clive Perez. To everyone else he is the bad boy, a player, popular, a football player. But Maxine sees something different in Bronix that no one else sees. With a past full of pain, the change in a person, and falling in love, read the story of Maxine and Bronix. **___**. AUTHOR NOTE: I KNOW I suck at descriptions but I swear the book is better, just giving it a try please. This is my story and I have took my time to write it and I would rather not have people take it. :) Thank you and I love you all so much!!!
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