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Catfish

Catfish

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Apr 1, 2016
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"You're not who I thought you were. I trusted you and you lied to my face like it was nothing," I whispered. Jackson stared at me fiercely and I focused on my shoes, straining to stop myself from crying. We stood there silently, me waiting for him to say something. "Are you not-" I was cut off my a pair of lips landing on mine. ----- Izabella Jones was your stereotypical white girl. Popular, blonde, blue eyes. But she wasn't a slut. She didn't want to have sex 24/7. And she was tired of people thinking that she actually did. She wanted to get away from real life, so she played a game. A game that would change her life without her actually knowing. Jackson Ramos was the pretty boy who was always behind the school's popular jock; Jeremy Kane. Jackson was noticed by his looks sometimes; with his bright green eyes and dark brown hair. But not noticed as much as Jeremy; blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. Jackson was tired of being in Jeremy's shadow and being noticed by his looks. He wanted someone to notice who he really was, someone who he could tell everything. So he also played the game. Izabella and Jackson fall in love with each other. But the problem is, they live more than 1000 miles away from each other, and once they meet, things don't go as planned.
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Completed - He had me pinned against the wall outside of his dorm late at night. He was staring down at me angrily. I was confused to say the least. "Are you okay, Jackson?" "No," He shook his head. "Pissed." I was about to ask why but then he continued. "I'm supposed to be a player, Jaycee." He groaned. "But here you are, fucking making me fall for you." What had I done to make him fall for me? Then he smashed his lips onto mine. ~•~ Jaycee was smart, she accepted that. She wasn't the prettiest (in her own eyes) but she accepted that. She was quiet and sweet, she accepted that. What she didn't accept? Someone to be disrespectful toward her. Jackson isn't very intelligent, he accepted that. He was gorgeous, he definitely accepted that. He was loud and obnoxious, he accepted that. What he didn't accept? Someone to reject him. When these two cross paths, it's like Mother Nature was asking for love, hate, loss, betrayal, etc. ••• reached #5 on Teen Fiction May 4th 2015

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