Can Hate Turn into Love?
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Concluida dom, feb 12, 20122h 35m
My name is Mackenzie. I am 16 and I am known as the prettiest girl in school. Ya know, the girl every guy wants in their life just because of the way she looks. No guy looks at me and says she's a sweet girl, all they say is "wow she's sexy" or "kenzi you look hot!" Just about every guy asked me out for the same reason. I've never talked to them before and they just come up to me and ask me out. I've been offered dozens of one night stands but I turn them down and end of story. Not with Andy. Andy is a well put together guy. He's cute but I could never put myself in a relationship. I know what everyone wants from me, and I'm not like that. However, he is relentless. Andy won't give up until I'm in his life. Dedication? Or obsession? Read "Can Hate Turn Into Love??" to find out what happens between Mackenzie and Andy.
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