The Boy Next Door

The Boy Next Door

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17 year old jessica will go through the best experience of her lifetime but doesnt know.it yet. when a mysterious person moves in next door and nobody knows who it is on her street. jess starts to wonder what this person is like amd hopes it won't be like the old neighbors who drank constantly. the day finally comes and jess is filled with excitement as a truck comes to the driveway. will this person change her life?
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