That's who I am...
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What happens when two opposites attract? They fall in love (of course), they fight (of course) and then they fight for each other (again, of course)... But sometimes, my friends, it isn't that simple. Sometimes, people try to get in the way, sometimes your friends aren't who you think they are. And sometimes, it's hard to forgive. And on top of that, you have an English Assignment to do (yay! Not.)
Lia: A small, blue-eyed girl who falls over every two seconds. The clothes you'll find her in: jeans and tee. Her backpack: strictly Spongebob Squarepants. Her hair: natural waves tied back.
Daniel: A year older than Lia, and perfect in every way. Gorgeous hazel eyes, a smirk always dancing on his lips. Popular and respected. Isn't seen often with girls. His prize possession: a Harley Davidson motorbike. His biggest love: himself (until he meets a certain someone).
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