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A Great Perhaps
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Mar 27, 2016
"...and I watched her. For years, I spent days looking through my upstairs window, staring at her white curtains. Occasionally they would be drawn open, to let the sun in while she spent afternoons cutting magazines to make collages, and I would catch a glimpse of her long, honey-colored wavy hair. I lived for those small amounts of time, when she would drink tea from that cream colored mug, her small hands cupped, absorbing the heat, her fingernails painted a pale pink, an oversized sweater draped over her shoulders. And then, one day, she was gone."

Noah Worthington has spent his entire life admiring Masen Elizabeth Walker from afar. They communicated through small smiles in passing and awkward conversations at the annual 4th of July neighborhood party. As their senior year draws to a close, tensions rise and recklessness is inevitable.
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Stephanie Walker - straight-A student, sweet, pretty, and every parent's dream. Her life is perfectly planned out... until her senior year trip throws her into the chaotic orbit of the school's golden boy. Now her final year in high school isn't looking so simple. "Don't let me catch you, cupcake," his voice boomed from downstairs, and I took off running. I ducked behind a pole, heart racing, trying to calm my nerves. Way to go, Stephanie, my subconscious snarked. His footsteps echoed closer. "Where are you, cupcake?" he called out playfully. Like I'd actually tell you, I thought, holding my breath. Silence. Then, warm fingers snaked around my waist, and I didn't need to turn to know it was him. "Found you," he whispered in my ear, and a shiver zipped down my spine. "How?" I breathed, turning to face him. His smirk told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me. Get it together, fool, I mentally scolded myself. "Want the sugarcoated version or the truth?" he teased. I raised a brow at him. "I could smell you from a mile away," he whispered, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. Butterflies. So many freaking butterflies. "That was the sugarcoated version," he added with a grin. I blinked, narrowing my eyes. "The pole didn't hide you well. Your cardigan was sticking out," he shrugged. And then came the smirk. "Now, time for my revenge." I barely had time to process before something soft and powdery rained down on me. I wiped my face. Flour. He did not just dump flour on me even if I started it. Mature, much? I thought bitterly. Poker face on. "Real mature," I said, brushing past him with fake annoyance. Time to activate drama mode. "Come on, babe, you can't be mad..." he called after me. This book is everything. You NEED to read this.