Finding my paradise
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Meet Robin Carter. She's a bit geeky, but not too much. She has moved every few years since she was born, going from country to country, from life to life. Finally, she's been living in the same place for nearly four years and she couldn't be happier. She has boyfriend whom she thinks she loves and great friends. They are about to be seniors and will get their moment of glory.
There's one thing missing, though. And that's her neighbor, Aaron Miller. He's the bad boy, he sleeps around and he's mean to Robin for the small amount of time he's home from Harvard.
So what happens, when he comes back into Robin's life, bringing bad memories with him? What happens when Robin's parents start to settle down for an unknown reason? What happens when all she thought about her friends, family and Aaron was false? Truly, it's all about finding your own paradise.
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