Piece Of Cake
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Last published Sun, Mar 20, 2016
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bakery /ˈbeɪk(ə)ri/
noun
1. When Romeo and Juliet got set together to accomplish a job but ended up finding love instead
Meet Peyton, you'd probably recognise her as the girl down your street or the kid who sits at the back of the class day dreaming. She's a perfectly average teenager: stubborn, lazy, rude and quite frankly the definition of a "single pringle"
That is until she meets...
River Johnson: six feet of utter arrogance and recklessness sprinkled with the wonders of greed. He could probably melt anyone with a wink, or convince every girl that he wasn't a player with a kiss.
They hated each other. They wanted to kill each other. They'd rather be caged with a Kardashian forever rather then spend one night together. So what happens when they get put in the same bakery for six hours a day? Nothing but making out on counter tops, intense games of 21 Questions and endless amounts of punches being thrown of course.
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