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It's Not What You Think

Samuel Carington was a lot of things. He was the captain of the lacrosse team, captain of the soccer team, straight-A student, serial dater, the golden boy of Westmore Academy, and it appeared he was also the boy who had been writing to me.

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More Than A Pretty Face

“Hey, Hudson, what’s up?” Samuel leaned against the locker beside mine, his trademark smirk plastered on his ridiculously handsome face.

 
 
 
Caught Red-Handed

Remember when I told you about Noah’s glare? The sweet, wounded, doe-eyes that failed to incite any type of fearful reaction from their...

 
 
 
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