Unexpectedly Expected
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This may be the cliché story book any girl would look for in life, but I didn't seek for mine. The name's Blake and I thought I was strong enough to resist Asher Nichols, the star pupil in everything. I use to think he was some conceited and egotastic jerk, but then I learned he was but so much more.
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