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Falling For The Bad Boy. Grayson Dolan
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Ongoing, First published Oct 18, 2016
Hi guys, well this is my first story so don't judge. Hope you read and enjoy my Story

You are a 18 year old Australian YouTuber girl named Makeesha Richardson, Not much of a girly girl, more like tomboy and a rebel. 

You have wanted to move to California since you were starting your teenage years. Once your mum began her modelling company you and her thought about moving away for her job and start fresh.

You were happy to start a new life but it seems trouble 
 seems to follow you. You started your new school and met the Dolan Twins; School Bad boys, Rebellious, and known for a lot of things especially one night stands you could say they were F%$k Boys/Bad Boys.

There only goal in their life at the moment was to maintain their POPULARITY..

So What Did The Dolan Twins Have in Store For Makeesha.
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