That Girl
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Last published Tue, Nov 8, 2016
Isabella Monroe was a girl trying to live a normal live without getting attention. Going to school to hanging out with her three best friends to eating ;she planned her life perfectly .
Tragedies that occurred when she was growing, will they let her live a normal life. Now she decides to close everyone off and focus on her self.
But what happens when she meets this certain person. She transferred from being _I'm a shy girl to I don't give a fuck kind of person.
Let's find out what happened .
That girl _dedicated to my mum and friends and those that love me. And to those that votes and comments on my book.
Note : this book was formally teenage crush... Sorry for the change.
Loves from lucibells
Signed : Isabella diamond
And special thanks to @mehleven for the cover.
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