All That Matters | JB (EDITING)

All That Matters | JB (EDITING)

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Acacia had known nothing but simplicity her entire life. She stayed to herself, always maintaining good grades, a small group of friends, and a very, very simple life. As her last summer as a teenager is coming to an end, her senior year in high school is about to begin. She was ready for a change, to break out of her shell once and for all. She knew she was going to attract some attention, but she was not prepared to attract attention from the most popular guy in school- Justin Bieber. She was not particularly fond of him. She knew he had a reputation for being too cocky for his own good, and for getting anything and everything he wants. As Acacia dives head first into her senior year, many curves will be thrown her way. Maybe she will finally find what she has been looking for all along. (Some chapters may not make sense because I am in the process of editing, just be patient. It will be finished soon :) )
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Re•sent•ment: The act of hating - no, loathing Justin Bieber. (Yes, I'm well aware that's not the actual definition, but it might as well be . . .) It's been ten years since we've seen each other and the feelings are still as strong. I'm not going to bore you with all the details of how our love was once intoxicating, consuming, and perfect. Because it was . . . until it wasn't. I've been fine without him. I haven't missed his cruelty, his coldness and his spite. And after the ugliest breakup in the history of breakups, I forced myself to move on. Year by year, the feelings I had for him slowly drifted away, but one encounter with him recently changed everything. One encounter made me realize how the heart doesn't forget, and how my mind is going to have to work overtime to make sure I never forget my definition of resentment. ----- NOT MY STORY full credit : N.London

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