Description
Thea was a ghost. No one noticed her - not even when people continuously knocked her over- but that was how she preferred it. Though Thea came from a very well known and even wealthier family, she always seemed to blend in. Just how she liked it. Jax, on the other hand, had many friends. Some would consider him popular, others wouldn't. He was a very confident guy, who didn't mind the spotlight, but wouldn't demand it either, thinking that he was a modest guy. Jax and Thea were both two complete strangers, with not even a few words passed between the two in the four years they had been in high school together. The only possible thing they had in common was their lessons. They were both in the highest set, meaning they were a few of the smartest in their year. So, when faced with the difficult task assigned by their English teacher, they are forced to talk, get to know each other, and find a way to tolerate each other's flaws- Thea's social anxiety and Jax's endless antics. And, yet, though Thea would deny it, the only way she would be able to tolerate him through the painful months to come, was through his looks. Thea often felt a little physical attraction towards Jax, but of course, never pursued it. "It's just a physical attraction," Thea moaned to her friend. "And only that. Nothing more; nothing less." So, when her attraction begins to progress and develop in ways Thea couldn't understand, she did all she could to stop it. Jax was trouble, an unholy force, one might say. Maybe a kind that Thea couldn't stop; couldn't possibly deal with.
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