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COMPLETED Burton High is not a white-collared, run of the mill school. We've got the art kids, we've got the weird goths that hang around one particular place as though they're a pack of wild animals. We've got the druggies and the cheerleaders and the jocks. I guess I would consider myself a jock; I definitely would not consider myself a cheerleader. Let me rephrase; I am a jock. I may have boobs and long, blonde hair that my mom begs me to curl, but I would rather slap my toes into a door frame on repeat than resemble a young lady at all. So yes; I am one hundred percent a jock. ~~~ Paige Miller is determined to earn her spot at one of the best hockey programs in North America. But her boyfriend is counting on that exact same spot. After a fight that leaves Paige wondering if there's anything left to save with her boyfriend, she flies 2000 miles with her best friend Simon to see the school that's pretty much willing to do anything to get her on their team. In this steamy love story, sparks fly when they aren't supposed to, relationships are broken, and hearts are left torn.
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