Irrevocable

Irrevocable

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Saskia Lakeford is the former hate target of Hetherington University. The former 'fat girl' and 'ugly chick'. Sick of everything, especially how she sees herself, she decides it time to change. For herself. Now, one year later, she's not fat, nor even remotely ugly. She's gorgeous. But, she was gorgeous before too. She just needed a wake up call. And recreating herself was just that. After summer, university has started back up again, and Saskia is buzzing. She can't wait to get back into her studies and show everyone her new and improved self. She can't wait to hear her bullies' jaws hit the concrete ground when they see her. She can't wait to show everyone who the fuck she is. What she didn't anticipate, was the holy godsend who's attention she'd capture. Tate Wesley. And she didn't capture it because she's 'hot', she captured it because... Well... She punched him in the face. Twice.
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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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