The Equivocator
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Just an old WIP I never finished. I thought I'd share it anyways in case people actually liked it. I'm inclined to continue it if enough people are interested.
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Alice is you're typical shy, sweet, innocent girl next door... or so she seems. In truth, it is all just a façade, to hide her true nature, the one she wish she didn't have, the one that she is so very ashamed of. She thought leaving her old life behind her, to start anew in college, would be all she needed to change. It was working, until she met Jack.
Jack is you're typical bad boy, ladies man, player, with a smile that brings the girls to their knees... Or at least, that's who he is on the outside. What is truly hiding behind those devilish eyes, and that cocky grin? He's moved again to work at a new college, but once you've seen one, you've seen them all, he thinks. Parties, drinking, girls dying to worship the ground he walks on, it's all the same, until he met Alice. He could she she's desperately hiding something under that good girl exterior, and he's going to find out what that is.
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