What Goes On Inside My Head...

What Goes On Inside My Head...

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Romance
Meet Valentina Chase. She is one of a kind, a person that tries to make friends but fails but she doesn't give a damn because she was her own little wonderland in her mind that makes her drift off and not care how many friends she has. In her class she's the freak, the weird one, the person no-one want to talk to but she is the one that would rather be by herself then have a social life. But she soon breaks apart from her wonderland when she meets the new boy, Isaiah Washington. Isaiah was the bad boy, the jock, the boss of the school. Definitely not someone who would fall for a girl like Valentina but he seems to. For some reason, a reason that Valentina wants to find out because is a sick joke or does he actually like her... This is my first book on this account. I hope you have as much fun reading this as I enjoyed writing/typing it. Don't forgot to comment ideas that you want to happen in the book and I might include them. Enjoy!💜
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Paralell

- scrapped because my writing is terrible in this book and i'm no longer invested in the characters - Valentina Jones has always despised Vincent Pierce, but that's only because she's reciprocating the hatred. With Vincent and the two mean girls at school always making fun of her, she is done with everyone's bullshit, but will a drunk encounter between her and Vincent change everything? ** "I just want to forget everything. I want my brain to shut off." I sigh heavily, leaning back on the chair, and putting my head on the counter. "You might regret that in the morning," He chuckles, looking over at me. "You know what else I will regret? Having these thoughts about you that infiltrate my mind." I hiccup, then sip from my bottle again. "You are starting to spill your secrets." He leans his head in his hand, staring at me. I hiccup again, "Wanna hear more?" They might fool around, but said they said they would never speak of it again and that it was the first and last time. Though, they might be wrong. They both have their secrets, that they will tell each other eventually. I guess they really are parallel to one another. use of the n word angst sexual content

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