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What happens when the tomboy starts to have girl like feelings she ought not to and always condemned?

But what seems like a normal highschool story boy falls in love with girl and changes for her might not be it. Instead of the girl to change the boy,  the boy is changing the girl. 

Teaser: I went into a frenzy when the curtain was drawn apart and there stood the boy next door with his eyes closed and hands outstretched. 

But he wasn't just there. He was stark shirtless! 

My eyes slowly widened and I could feel my own heart beat frantically against my chest ribs. 

If anyone told me the nerd had perfect eight pack abs and flexed muscles,  I'd disagree but here it was,  mocking me right in the face. Sweats trickled their way down his belly lines and his torso was rising in a sync.***

It all started with an hockey match and a misunderstood identity.

Taming The Tomboy

I read aloud and scoffed. It reminded me of how Sally used to obsess over velvet shoes and glittery phone cases back in high school. Vain, dramatic, and fiercely proud of it. She once made me walk half a mile back just because she forgot her tinted lip balm. Classic Sally. 


Lizzy, my makeup artist, groaned behind me, clearly frustrated, as I tilted my head forward to peek at my phone. 


"She’s showing off her heels. Again," I mumbled, thumbing through the message, barely able to respond before she huffed. 


"Hermia... You’re making this so hard for me. The boss said I’ve got fifteen minutes with you, and we’re already on minute eleven. All I’ve managed is this weak outline of your brows!" 


I glanced up at her exasperated face, her arms folded as she waved the makeup brush like a white flag. Then I shifted my gaze back to the mirror. 


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