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The Fighter

The Fighter

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 22, 2015
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Romance
Lily Colt. When you her that name you think the good girl Charlotte's best friend ;she plays softball. People have heard of her but don't really care for her. She likes that because she thinks that if she is noticed people will figure out her past. In Lily's school there is a competition to see who is the strongest person in the school . Right now the top two leaders are Lily's best friend Charlotte and Zach Smith the schools bad boy. What happens when Charlotte can't make it to a fight and she ask Lily to fight for her? If Lily agrees will people notice her and dig up her past? Or will she start to find something she wasn't looking for; Friendship;Relationships. Find out in The Fighter All Rights Reserved
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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