EWEW 45: The Magic Of Beer Boy And Barbie Girl And Those Three Words

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Chapter posted - September 11, 2020 

** IMPORTANT **

I don't know if wattpad sent a notification for the last chapter, but I think some of you had difficulty viewing it. Sorry about that!! Maybe try it on the browser? Also, I went back to change some dialogue from Chapter 3, 6,7,8 and 9 to better represent Sam's character (i.e. He never kisses Crystal in Chapter 9 anymore). Some of the earlier Sam was written with typical wattpad bad boy standards in mind, back in those days. But I never wanted him to come off as a total jerk, which he prob did lol?! Also the Donati name was officially changed to Donatelli. Lastly, pretend in your mind that Sam and Anna are in College/Uni. I know the earlier EWEW was written with them in high school, but it's not fitting for these characters lol. Just imagine them in their early twenties or smt. I can't change it in this wattpad version bc it'll fuck up all the timelines, but the rewritten published version of this book will be set in college/uni. xo

This chapter is one of my favs, especially in terms of communication between the characters. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did <3 Happy reading - can't wait to read your reactions <3

Playlist song: Sabrina Claudio - Belong To You 

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{ Chapter 45 } : The magic of Beer Boy and Barbie Girl and those three words 

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{ Chapter 45 } : The magic of Beer Boy and Barbie Girl and those three words 

"We're not here to fight," said the dark haired one. "We just want to talk."

They stepped closer to us.

Sam kept me barricaded in the fortress of his arms, trying to hide as much as me, while still facing them. While digesting their words. Little brother. "Why don't you start by telling me why you hurt–"

"–We simply came looking for you – to talk. He waved his gun at us first. We don't like being threatened," Damiano, the blond one, informed. He pulled out a cigarette from inside his suit pocket and the dark-haired one shot him a zippo. "So we dealt with him."

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