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This book contains swearing. Anyone who is a pansy and is easily offended shouldn't read it. Ivy League has her very own little blog, her very own best friend and very own big big problem. What happens one night when she goes out and can't remember anything from it? She gets herself in a whole load of trouble.. The heavy base vibrations coursed through my core making my heart beat faster as I entered the club doors. The smell of sex, sweat and alcohol fogged my brain. Joan dragged me into the heaving pit of bodies swaying to the hardcore beats. "I need to get you pissed more often," she laughed. I tilted my head back and smiled, yes I really enjoyed the feeling right now. Thinking of tomorrow I frowned. Still looking up, my eyes caught sight of the most bluest I've seen in quite a long time. They sent shocks through my body. On the second floor stood the most sexiest looking man I had ever laid my eyes on, I seriously could slip over in my own drool.
Ivy League
