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two months ago, Cassie Ray had everything she wanted, at least she thought she did. a boyfriend, a recommendation letter to her first-choice college, and a car.893Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgT78M7MwXW
now, she doesn't have either of those things, except for the recommendation letter, but it became nothing more than a keepsake of the future she could have.
so when Cassie ends up in a third-rate college she had applied to as a joke, with a broken recently-dumped heart, she thinks her life is over. and for a moment it is, until she decides that the situation can be salvaged- by getting a new boyfriend, who has a car (hopefully).
but with twisted friend circles, and a whole different social scenario she just can't navigate the foreign waters. on the verge of giving up, she bumps into the most attractive stranger she has ever seen.893Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPbasNOvMVY
she would have done something about the butterflies in her stomach, had the situation been a little different.
with dark hair, grey eyes and lips that are just meant for kissing- she's finds it harder and impossible not to be captivated. and it just doesn't help that the stranger fills in all the boxes as her ideal guy.
but then there's the catch she wish could be ignored-
her ideal guy is a girl.
and it should have cured the butterflies, but seems like they're meant to stay.893Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJlyT4LUQUh
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there was something about the way she moved. the gentle swaying of her hips as she walked. the way she would turn around to offer the tiniest of smiles. the way her whole face would light up for the smallest reasons. 893Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡExyzgdZaEE
she was beautiful. the personification of beauty itself.893Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBej0mTRsoF
with her, i was someone else. i was someone i had achieved to be, someone i was proud of. someone i could look in the mirror and not curse for being a failure.
with me, she was kinder. nicer. with me, it was like she was whole different person than she projected herself to be. with me, she was human.
but. we weren't always like this.893Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1OSaGts2sD
i was a rock. rigid. secure. unnoticed.893Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ8Xu5WjCb6
she was plutonium. reactive. unstable. explosive.
we were worlds apart.
no. she was a world apart.
i was right there, rotating and revolving in the path the solar system had chosen for me.
she was a rogue planet who hijacked my route.
then there was no going back.893Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9MjYQrwjxZ
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this story is about me and her. it's about our version of events.
it's about how to screw your life over to the point you think that's the end of it.
it's about how to fall in love with someone society has told you is wrong.
it's about how to steal moments to yourself in crowded streets.
it's about how to fight for what you have always knew you wanted to fight for.893Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Z6bcbMi98
it's about how to pain in the most beautiful way you know.
it's about how to kill the girl you love.
even if the fact might kill you first.
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