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    Duh! I'm a teen (WLW LYNN LOUD JR)

    Lynn... a well-known athlete in high school... for being attractive and good at sports... she was blonde, with green eyes, thick eyebrows, a perfect nose and jawline... Butch and the school knew she was a lesbian... she drove even the straightest girls crazy from a fairly wealthy family ... Georgia a girl whose life wasn't so simple... She got pregnant... ran away from home at 15... she had a sweet 3-year-old daughter named Maddison... affectionately called Maddie... Georgia stole or would find wealthy boyfriends to pay for her daughter and herself... soon she robbed one of those men, getting a lot of money... she paid for high school and paid an elderly woman in her rented room to take care of Maddie... Georgia arrived without showing much of her tumultuous past... a rather shy blonde... big blue eyes... fate would bring her together with Lynn... who was chosen by the principal to give her the tour of the school... months passed and Lynn had fallen in love with Georgia... who reciprocated out of fear, since she had never been involved with a woman before... the problem? Lynn couldn't know anything about Georgia... Georgia hid everything for fear that Lynn would see her as strange or something like that*

    Roman BritainButch/FemmeHigh SchoolDramaTeen RomanceTeen PregnancyMotherhoodHurt/Comfort
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    Bella_21

    When two worlds collide..

    Story Description You never expected your life to change because you missed your usual bus home. After staying late at school to finish a project, youā€™re left waiting alone outside the gates. Just as you start walking, you notice a group of older boys arguing across the road. One of them catches your eyeā€”not because heā€™s loud, but because everyone else seems to stop talking when he does. His name is Jay. At school, Jay has a reputation that follows him everywhere. Teachers know his name before he even walks into class. Students either admire him or avoid him. Heā€™s always perfectly dressed in a crisp blazer, polished shoes, and expensive trainers that somehow never get dirty. His tie is slightly loose, his shirt sleeves are rolled up just enough, and he carries himself with quiet confidence. He isnā€™t the type to shout across corridors or show off. Instead, heā€™s calm, sharp, and intimidating. When he speaks, people listen. Heā€™s rude when he wants to be, sarcastic most of the time, and never smiles unless someone earns it. His humour is dry, his comebacks are quick, and he has a habit of acting like he couldnā€™t care less about anyone. Even so, thereā€™s something surprisingly polished about him. He speaks well, stays composed under pressure, and has manners when it counts. Heā€™ll hold a door open without saying a word, thank a teacher out of habit, and somehow switch from sounding respectful in class to cold and dismissive the moment he steps outside. The first time you properly meet, one of his friends accidentally knocks your books onto the pavement outside school. Before anyone else reacts, Jay tells his friend to stop messing about. Without making a big deal of it, he crouches down, picks up your books, hands them back, and simply says, ā€œWatch where youā€™re going next time.ā€ You blink in disbelief. ā€œYou bumped into me.ā€ ā€œSo did you.ā€ Then he walks away as if nothing happened. From that day on, your paths keep crossing. Sometimes itā€™

    Roman BritainRomanceDangerSchoolTeen RomanceHurt/ComfortHumorSlow Burn
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    princessjane