The stubborn tomboy

The stubborn tomboy

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Every girl in town pretends to be a tomboy to attract boys, but not Dawn. Dawn, 17 years old is the origonal real tomboy who boxes and rides a skateboard. With her frustrating stubborn badass personality she bumps into Alix Foster who changes her whole life after that day. With the two bickering teenagers, will they come to truce instead of bickering and fighting all the time? or...... "let the games begin," Dawn says with her mischievous smile. .....will they continue to to put on their boxing gloves and fight... "Oh honey this game was already being played" says Alix Thump... thump... "someone call 911! there's lots of blood!" says Cas Thump...thump... Am I really starting to like Alix? Dawn questions herself ......... Read and find out what happens in this story... thump...thump "I dare ya" Dawn whispers into Alix's ear...... Author's notes: I know there is a lot of cussing in this story only because that's just how the character Dawn is. So be mature if your gonna read this.
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COMPLETED "You are pretty dumb for a dork," I laugh as Justin hangs his head down in defeat, "Let me show you" I fiddle around with the displaced parts until it clicks together and the record player starts playing again, "See it's supposed to do that!" "You are pretty smart for a slut." He says back with a laugh but, I can see on his face he instantly regrets it. My mouth is hanging open, in complete shock, when he continues "I'm sorry I didn't mean it-" "No, stop," I say with a slight laugh and then for some reason it grows to a full-blown fit of laughter, "No. one. has. ever. called. me. that. to. My. face" I manage to get out through my small, continuing fits of laughter. "You aren't mad at me?" "No, it's not like that an unknown fact," I saw with a smile, "I'm actually surprised you had the balls to say it." "I don't think you are a slut," He says, his cheeks getting a little flushed. In my most breathy, husky voice, I answer, "are you sure, Justin? I know you have thought about the things I would let you do to me if I would just get naked in front of you." As I start to pull off the sweater that is covering the small tank top that's under it. His face flushes a deeper color of red and I can't help but, giggle a little. "Don't worry Justin, I won't get naked unless you ask." Justin and Blythe are basically polar opposites from each other but, because of one class, they find themselves having to learn everything they can about each other. Where will this story take them? Will they become friends or enemies? Will they pass the class and the ultimate test? Continue on reading to find out!

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