Chapter2

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michael slip a note saying 'where do you want to do this project?;) -mikey;)' seriously i look at him with the 'what the fuck' look soon the bell rang and before we go mr. london handed me the plastic doll. ugh! i hate people! -_-

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As soon as the bell rang signaling us the school is ove i ran through the parking lot to go to the bus stop but ended up bumping to fucking douce clifford. what on earth does this "hey, we need to work on the obseravtion for that baby?" i just rolled my eyes on him "i thought you dont care about schools?" i raised my eyebrow on him "You bet but i cant fail this year because i need to graduate if i dont my parents will kill me" "fine" were going to my house.
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we walk to his mustang shiny black car. he opened the like a gentle man. i roll my eyes and hopped in. he closed the door and went to the other side. "where house are we going to?" he asked me before he start the car. "is it fine if we go to your house?" i ask him i dont want him to go in our house. "thats fine with me" he started the car and drove in the same village as i live in. it cant be? oh god.

good thing we past our house. he turn into the left. he lives a block away from my house. he open the garage and put the car in. he got out and open the door for me again "michael, i swear to god if youre doing this just to get laid. you are wrong" "i wasnt planning to." he had his smirk and hes eyes up and down to me "sure, whatever" i grab the baby and the things. he open the door and i put my shoes on the side. "michael, baby is that you" i look at him and his eyes widen.

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