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Romance
Shawn Brey was sure he was gay since he was 13. He found a boyfriend and "thinks" he is in love with him. Audrey Black is the "hot new girl", as some jocks would put it. She comes with a history and is done with guys, so she befriends Shawn thinking he was gay and there will be no emotions except for on the friendly level. They go through drunken nights, tragedy, and find out secrets that can change the way they fill for each other. Audrey is denying her feelings because he is gay and there is no way he would go for her ,ever....right? Shawn thinks he is falling in love with her, put that can't be possible because he is gay.... Right?
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