From Two Different Times

From Two Different Times

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trust me the cover of the story is important anyway, this modern geeky teen girl named clover young is walking home crying from being humiliated in front of her crush (who is a JERK). when she gets hit in the face by a pink phone, she opens it and finds ONE contact and hopes that if she calls the number she can return the phone to it's owner. now there's this other teen girl but she's in the medieval times, she was avoiding this man who wants her hand in marriage and ended up in her garden. she hears something ringing and I think you know what happens next....(also this isn't as bright as I make it sound you've been warned...)
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"Growing up around fairytales, Disney princesses and teen films, we are raised to believe that happy endings are always in store for us. But more often than not, reality sinks in, and the happy ending doesn't occur. Especially in high school. The main reason I liked this book so much was because it was so real. It was a love that was destined to crumble from the start, and yet, you kept pushing your luck. We've all been there. The late night texts from your crush waking you up to talk about nothing, the unexpected butterflies when you see him, the gross flaws he possess that you don't seem to notice, or the small things he does that turn you on. Most importantly, we learn that love truly is blind. We're unobservant to the world around us when our teenage love obsession is staring down at us with those big, brown, adorable eyes of theirs. And then when we wake up from this dream-like state that is a first love, we realize that he's not this perfect, older, mature man... but this boy."

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