Love Is Strange
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"Why do you insist on bothering with me?"
"Cause."
"Uh.. Cause why?"
"I think you're interesting, Miss. Blake."
Blake Ashter is a gorgeous, 18 year old girl. She has a pale complection with long, blonde hair. It's almost platinum. Her eyes are silver. Blake has a heart for everyone and is always willing to help out. You'd think she'd be up at the top right? Wrong.
Blake is often turned away by others. People are jealous of her beauty so they tease her about it. Her 'friends' manipulate her kindness and use her for it. They know that she doesn't have the heart to leave or turn away from others. That led to her being insecure about herself. She went to school to learn, not to have friends. Blake is quiet. She won't let anyone taste her tears.
She lives alone in a small house with her Newfoundland dog, Sookie, after her parents got a divorce. She works three jobs just to keep a living.
Blake has always thought she doesn't need anyone. She can handle herself. Well.. That's until a certain someone enters her life. Will she open up again, or will she continue to keep herself contained?
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