The Tomboy and Bad Boy

The Tomboy and Bad Boy

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My names Hope i'm 17 years old. I'm in senior year, I play on the boys soccer team. I have brown hair, with gray eyes, i'm the tomboy of the school, I only have one friend that's a girl her names Faith the rest are guys. I live with my mom, and 3 older bothers, my dad died about 2 years ago. My names Adam i'm 17 years old. I'm a senior, I am the best soccer player but I quit. I got brown/black hair, with brown eyes, i'm the bad boy of the school, I only talk to my best friend named Matt, I have the whole school falling at my feet. What will happen when these two meet? Will they become friends? Read to find out. ___________________________________________________________________________________ This is my first book, and its going to need a lot of editing in it so read on your own risk.
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"Damn it, Mason, you can't fix me. I'm not some used car that needs an oil change." I'm standing at the edge of my driveway. If I take one step towards that house, then I go back to my life. The life I've had since Mason left. Since he abandoned me. If I turn around. If I take one second to look into his eyes. I don't think I'll be able to resist throwing myself in his arms. "I'm shattered, Mason. Like a dusty vase that's been ignored for too long." "You know the best thing about broken vases, Mel? You just need three things to make them whole." I decide to go along with his speech. "Faith, trust, and pixie dust?" I muse. "Tape, glue, and someone willing to fix it. And I'm right here, Mel."

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