Mrs. Not So Popular

Mrs. Not So Popular

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Hello, my name is Elena. Yeah Yeah, sounds like the girl from Vampire Diaries. Well, here I am sitting alone outside, waiting for lunch to be over because my friends betrayed me. My life isn't what everybody seems. Everybody sees me as that hot, popular chick at West Bacer High. Yeah, I decided to be by myself outside under the "Tree Lovers Society" Oak Tree. All the sudden, I see this guy coming toward me and sat down. "Hey" he says. " Um, hi. You do know I am a loner right?" I said. He smiled. "Not anymore."
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COMPLETED ---- Elena was never able to settle. Not only because she was constantly moving around the world, and couldn't take the pain of leaving friends behind, but also because she had some trust issues. Now, she's finally in a stable place, here in New Jersey. She thought this experience would be no different to the last. She definitely didn't expect to fall in love. Of course not. Ethan was your typical playboy, so they said. His charm and charisma made any and every girl fall for him, Elena included. Will she be able to change him for good? Will they even survive through all the good, bad and the crazy? Of course they will. They're hopelessly devoted to each other. --- "When I met you, I felt this undeniable connection with you. Day one. It was a warm feeling, of constant butterflies and uncontrollable smiles." He smiled, as he twirled my hair around his finger. "I felt it too," I admitted, blushing. "That," he smiled, "was when I knew I was hopelessly devoted to you."

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