Now You See Me
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Alisha Waters was the stereotypical nerd of Evermoore high.
She studied hard, had amazing grades, was mostly antisocial and, of course, wore glasses.
All that changes though, when on the way to class she bumps into the school's stereotypical bad boy, Stephen Murano, and does something she never thought she would ever do...Slap him right across his face.
You all think that they are going to end up in a relationship right? Well, they have different plans.
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