Ready or Not

Ready or Not

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Romance
Ever heard of the name, Carrie? maybe you did but in a horror novel by Stephen King but have you heard of Carrie Andrews? Of course you hadn't. She was one of those shy girls sitting around the corner, hiding behind walls, and eating peacfully in some toilet stall. Just like Mean Girls, No? But there was also a guy named, Caden Farrow. Have you heard of him? Of course you have. He was one of those scary jocks, and badboys in school where girls fawn over his biceps and the kind of guy who just thinks that school was his own playground. The both were too different from each other that it was impossible for them to meet, until now. Like what everybody says "expect the unexpected" So many troubles and challenges that the two will meet but the problem is "Are you ready or not?"
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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