The One That....Got Away.

The One That....Got Away.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jan 16, 2012
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Jessie is your usual school badass. She fights, she steals, she causes a whole lot of trouble. Now being shipped off to Los Angeles, for something she didn't even start; her hopes of revenge are ruined. The flight turns to chaos, and chaos turn to horror, and horror turns to...well you get the idea. Now being stranded on a deserted island with nothing but her lone self, she struggles to survive. But what happens when she finds out there's someone else on the island with her?. They turn to each other to stay alive, and Jessie just might develop feelings for the mysterious boy. She absentmindedly leaves her heart on her sleeve, and the boy takes it, crushes it and leaves her empty. She seeks for revenge, and she's gonna get it. Will he end up becoming the one that got away when she no longer has the energy for her master plan?.
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