Trust Issues [ON HOLD]

Trust Issues [ON HOLD]

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WARNING:This story contains swearing,strong words and violence.Please if you're not 13 up I advise you not to read. Athea Hayes isn't your typical teenage girl.She built a wall around her so that no one can know her deep secret.She hates people.People from the past betrayed her.So she hates herself too for being a person.She doesn't want a friend not until she met Cassiel Jefferson. Cassiel Jefferson is a badboy.He likes to play with girls,leaves them and plays with another girl also he is hot as hell.Athea almost changed her mind to trust and be friends with Cassiel.Cassiel and Athea bacame partners in Home Economics which is baking.During their practice making a cake at Cassiel's place Athea suddenly snapped at Cassiel for not getting the instructions right.Her words hurt like a million knives stabbed om Cassiels back.That's when Cassiel suddenly blurted something to Athea about his life that he hasn't talked to anyone about it.Cassiel trusts Athea,does Athea trust Cassiel?Will there be any bond between the two? Thats not the end when she suddenly bumped onto the devil himself, Tyrone Black.Tyrone Black,bad boy,hot as hell,rich as hell,playboy,cold-heartedbitch,no emotions and his heart is black like his surname.He gets revenge on Athea because she bumped into him and doesn't even say sorry.As well as Athea she thinks that too.He kidnapped Athea at school and locked them together into the janitor's closet not until Athea agrees to be Tyrone's maid for the next two weeks.Athea is confused on why he gets his revenge for bumping into her while she doesn't get any revenge.And thats when thought of her revenge.She has planned to break the black hearted badboy's heart.She knows it's gonna be hard but atleast she'll try and get Tyrone to fall for Atnea.And thats when the drama happens. Who will Athea choose Cassiel or Tyrone? Add the story to know who Athea chooses.
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Stephanie Walker - straight-A student, sweet, pretty, and every parent's dream. Her life is perfectly planned out... until her senior year trip throws her into the chaotic orbit of the school's golden boy. Now her final year in high school isn't looking so simple. "Don't let me catch you, cupcake," his voice boomed from downstairs, and I took off running. I ducked behind a pole, heart racing, trying to calm my nerves. Way to go, Stephanie, my subconscious snarked. His footsteps echoed closer. "Where are you, cupcake?" he called out playfully. Like I'd actually tell you, I thought, holding my breath. Silence. Then, warm fingers snaked around my waist, and I didn't need to turn to know it was him. "Found you," he whispered in my ear, and a shiver zipped down my spine. "How?" I breathed, turning to face him. His smirk told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me. Get it together, fool, I mentally scolded myself. "Want the sugarcoated version or the truth?" he teased. I raised a brow at him. "I could smell you from a mile away," he whispered, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. Butterflies. So many freaking butterflies. "That was the sugarcoated version," he added with a grin. I blinked, narrowing my eyes. "The pole didn't hide you well. Your cardigan was sticking out," he shrugged. And then came the smirk. "Now, time for my revenge." I barely had time to process before something soft and powdery rained down on me. I wiped my face. Flour. He did not just dump flour on me even if I started it. Mature, much? I thought bitterly. Poker face on. "Real mature," I said, brushing past him with fake annoyance. Time to activate drama mode. "Come on, babe, you can't be mad..." he called after me. This book is everything. You NEED to read this.

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