FAT AMY

FAT AMY

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"Well, look who it is. Fat Amy." She laughed her beautiful, perfect laugh and the crowd so willingly laughed along with her. Tears streamed down my face as she turned to leave. And as she strode away, one thought burned deep into my heart and soul. I won't be fat for long. And you'll regret it, my dear sister. ~ Amy Mae Felicity Meyers has many names. Big City, being one. Fat Amy, inspired by Pitch Perfect, being the popular other. And in one perspective, that name fit her perfectly, when her mother's famous boutique clothes and father's extravagant business parties couldn't. However, many things did fit her. Like her love for acting, theatre, and photography. Her dogs Chanel, Nardo, and Sandra. Her cat Franco. Her undying love for horizontal running when compared to vertical running. And most importantly, the inner insecure girl who wanted to be nothing less than normal. Unfortunately for Amy, she had every reason not to be. So when this charismatic, kind hearted girl decides to prove the school's stuck up populars wrong; that she did have something worth living for, she didn't know that she'd lose a part of herself along with her weight. But maybe, just maybe, the school's intimidating delinquent, Peter Paxton, can help her gain it all back.
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I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

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