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This book is about how life really is important... Zoey Peterson is a 16 year old girl who is an average teenage girl that has people she hates. Unlike everyone else, when she hates someone Zoey feels to remove them...Trever Waters is a senior at Tripple High and seems to notice something with Zoey. After awhile Trever and some of his friend's try something that she'll never forget... Zoey has a lot of grudes towards people, but when Trever and his buds try something to her she doesn't think nothing of it. She has feelings towards him but says he's the meaniest person she's ever laid eyes on... "I know that I have such a big impact on you. I know when your lying" he whispers in my ear. His voice is so deep and raspy. "Ummm, no you don't. I don't even like you as a person. Why would you have such a big "impact on me?" I mimic the last part in a deep voice. He pushes himself up in a pushup hold. "Just look at me." he smirks. What an ego he has. I think to myself. Enjoy! Hayhay
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Emily Greens has always admired the most popular boy in high school, Travis Black. After mustering the courage to approach him, her life takes an unexpected turn. Sneak ♡♥︎ Peak ~~~~~~~ "So... what's up?" he asks, leaning casually against the wall, like this is just another Friday. My heart hammers in my chest. I take a deep breath. "I, um, I just wanted to tell you... I like you. A lot. And I'd really like to get to know you, you know, if you're okay with that." The words come out so fast I barely understand them myself. There's a moment of silence before he chuckles softly. "What's your name again?" "Emily," I squeak. "My name's Emily." "Well, Emily, I don't like you. But hey, you're cute, so there's that." He grins. "Oh, and thanks for watching the match." And just like that, he walks away, leaving me standing there with my heart shattered into a million pieces. The only upside? Tomorrow is Saturday, and I'm officially dead. NOTE !: This story includes themes of bullying, strong language, and violence. Please be aware that all events depicted are fictional.

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