Can You Help?

Can You Help?

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Romance
There are the girls that you read, hear, and may even talk about that are considered 'good girls'. This particular girl has all of the morals in her life expected from everyone; even her parents and friends. She doesn't drink, get high, or cuss. She studies to get A's in school and works hard at the diner on the corner of Maple Street and the middle of nowhere in her small town of Rán, Georgia. ♧♧♧♧♧ There are boys that you read, hear, and even talk about that are considered 'players'. Usually, they are the ones dating and even having sex before they are out of middle school. Not this guy. This one player is the type that girls ask out on a 'study date' and then brag to their friends about the two hours spent together. He unintentionally leads girls on. Abbey Miller may have morals, but she is not one to go down without a fight. Austin Peers may lead girls on, but he is not one to be oblivious to the clearest of things. What happens when Austin asks Abbey for advice?
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"Grayson, what are you doing?" I asked, slowly, walking into his house. He was sitting on a bar stool in the kitchen, facing the view of the city lights. Grayson was surrounded by open bottles of beers and alcohol. When he turned around, I did what most people wouldn't do, I looked directly into his eyes. His eyes were like a book, telling a story to ones who dared to look at them. Hurt, confusion, and sadness written all over his drooping, bloodshot eyes. He didn't answer me, making me step closer to him, "You okay?" I asked. "Yeah," he whispered with the rare smile I've seen only a few times through the time I've known him. Though this one is different. It was depressing. "No, you're not." He sighed. He didn't say anything back, but we both knew what he was going to say. He knew what he was feeling right now, even though he wasn't sober. He knew. "I wanna fix you." I whispered, shocking myself. His smile vanished, almost immediately. He looked away from me, his eyes back to the city lights, "Me too."He whispered. *•*•*•* Stereotypes shape today's society, especially with Grayson Watts. He's the schools bad boy, making girls go all over him, but I, Bailey Winters, or so I thought. I'm the girl that's usually too busy reading and doing homework than to go out and stalk guys. Somehow, Grayson and I cross paths and something about me made us become close enough to be called, 'friends.' With our new found friendship, I learned that bad boys, too, could be broken. Highest Rank- #27 in Teen Fiction 8/6/17 Made in 2015

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