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Autumn Cameron is simply a girl with a dream. Leaving her family in Oregon she moves to the bustling streets of Los Angeles to start a new life and pursue her dream.
Raymond Adams is a typical 18 year old guy who spends his time fooling around with blondes in bikinis and gave up on education after high-school.
Raymond an Autumn have different pasts and different futures. But will a detour on to a crowded Pierre make a player ditch his blondes for a certain brunette? Or will this match just be another failed attempt at love.
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I was helplessly lost.
Tourists were on all sides of me pushing and shoving, with their sunburnt kids dragging just feet behind them.
"Come on!" I yelled at my dead phone getting the attention from the tourists. I sighed and sat down clearly giving up. My head was shoved into my knees when someone tapped my shoulder. I lifted my head slowly to take in a tan local with brown ray Bans covering his eyes. He gave me a cocky smirk before extending a hand to me.
Dusting myself off I stood up ignoring the extended hand. "You do know that you're sitting in the middle of a Pierre right? " he finally said.
"Thanks Captain obvious"
"No problem Sargent sarcasm." He said with a salute and a grin.
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