The Protagonist -  "She thought it was her story. He knew it was hers all along"

The Protagonist - "She thought it was her story. He knew it was hers all along"

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There are three types of girls in Westborough High. The ones who orbit. The ones who burn. And the ones who smile while watching you fall. Ivy Caldwell? She was the first kind. New girl, all soft-spoken blush and bitten nails. The type who thought monsters wore varsity jackets and anger issues. Rowan Blackwood? He was the flame. The captain. The king. Built to break hearts and rules. Everyone thought they'd end in fire. They didn't. Because while the whole school watched Ivy and Rowan fall in love... Someone else watched her. And while Solaine wore her gold like war paint-mean girl, queen bee, Rowan's trophy- She was being hunted too. Not all wolves snarl. Some wait. Watch. Smile in the yearbook photo. Evan Lake did. And when the lights went out, he didn't chase the quiet girl. He took the one they all hated. The pretty poison. The girl no one saw bleeding. The villainess. A/N - Let's break the cliche cheerleader Wattpad stereotype shall we ? You never know who you grow attached to the end
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His Love

I step behind her, keeping eyes on her in the huge mirror before us. Clasping the zipper, her body tenses from the cold rings across my fingers. Achingly slow, I start closing her dress, placing a single kiss on her shoulder before looking back up into those gorgeous eyes. "Beautiful." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alaina is a regular town girl, wanting nothing more than to get out of her 1 bedroom apartment and actually live her life. But things are never that easy. She's never met anyone who wasn't plain black and white, someone who actually intrigued her. Until that night. Now Dominic on the other hand, he has everything he could ever ask for, except someone to share it with. He longs for someone to call his own. Everyone girl he'd met in this city were stuck up without a single interesting quality. Could Alaina be the one? Or is she just another girl? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cover by @Badbitty10 DISCLAIMER- this is a more fast paced story, but i have others that are slower if that's what you prefer :)

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