From Here To Clarissa

From Here To Clarissa

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., févr. 13, 2017
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Fiction
Romance
Surviving high school takes on a whole new meaning when you move halfway across the country leaving everything you have known behind. Meet fifteen year old, sophomore Ocean Hayes. She's spunky, creative, and a little bit shy. In a whirlwind of craziness, her parent's divorce has her packing her bags and moving from her city life in Greenville, South Carolina to the small town of Clarissa, Minnesota. Upon arrival to Clarissa it will be just Ocean and her mom. It's not easy being outsiders in a close knit community and not everyone is welcoming. Together they will be facing the challenges of creating new lives and starting over.
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"If you are ever lucky enough to come across something so beautiful it shifts your whole world, don't ever let that go." Beckett Davis: I've been in love with Bailey Connors since I was 7 years old and she gave me back my soccer ball. We've been neighbors for years, even sharing windows facing each other's bedrooms. Our families are close, I view her grandfather as my own. The only thing is, I still can't bring myself to say more than a few words to the girl who occupies most of my thoughts. Going into my last year of high school, I needed the chance to have my world shifted by Bailey Connors. Bailey Connors: I broadcasted my crush on Beckett Davis in the 2nd grade after decorating him a cookie. And every time after that when I can't control how my face heats around him. My grandfather adores the boy next door, and who doesn't? I'm embarrassed of how long it took me to reach for things I may want, instead of just letting things happen to me. Beckett's seen some of my worst moments from afar, but what would it be like for him to see them up close? #1 in bookworm #1 in highschoolromance #1 in foundfamily #1 in goldenretriever #1 in neighbors #1 in teenromance #1 in friendstolovers

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