14: A Shawn Mendes Fanfiction

14: A Shawn Mendes Fanfiction

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I was bored out of my mind, so I decided to text somebody. I clicked on the first contact, that was recent. To ShawnieM: School Life=PRISON! Maybe I should upload a video of me singing a cover song. Think I could become just as known as you? (1) New Message From ShawnieM: Really? Prison? School doesn't not even seem that bad. To ShawnieM: WOW. U speak alot, considering you don't have to go to school. ESPECIALLY MINE. (1) New Message From ShawnieM: Keisha, your school is not that bad. Pretty nice actually...... To ShawnieM: Okay, 1) How could u possibly know this? 2) And yes, it seems that way. But this is a HELLHOLE! BELIEVE ME! (1) New Message From ShawnieM: U know how they say anythings possible? (1) New Message From ShawnieM: Anythings Possible........ To ShawnieM: Okay, and what's your point? (1) New Message From ShawnieM: Never Say Never.......... 'Da Fuq?' I thought picking my head up from my phone for a second. I quickly looked down and saw I had a new text. (1) New Message From ShawnieM: Turn around........
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My whole life is 'have to.' I have to work full-time to pay the bills and keep food on the table. I have to finish college for a chance at a better job, no matter how long it takes. I have to manage my mom's sobriety so I can keep her out of jail. I have to keep a smile on my face, so no one knows how hard it's been. Now, I have to ignore the curious feelings that flutter in my chest whenever my devastatingly handsome new English professor, Fitzwilliam Benedict, is nearby. Of course, that's kind of impossible because I have to face his storm-tossed eyes and broad shoulders in class every other evening if I want to graduate with my perfect grade-point intact. And it's getting harder to ignore the way his thoughtful gaze sees all the way down to the truth I don't want anyone to know. Our kismet connection is a major complication that could torpedo everything I've worked for...Or this could be the most valuable lesson, ever. 📚🎓 Just a heads up that this isn't fully edited (yet), so you may notice typos or spelling errors! I'm doing my bets (I hope at least some of you got that joke!!) to correct as I go...but you know how it goes, when you get on a roll you sometimes miss things 🙃

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