welcome dear reader. imagine you are two lovers who can never express it. no one can ever know. your worlds are so different yet closely intertwined. this is that story. welcome to...lovers or not. read more to understand the thrills of passion and...
chapter 4: //sharon's pov// the next day i woke up with a plan. a plan to take down simon cowell. i put on my best ourtfit: a pair of galaxy leggings, a neon yellow justice softball tee, and my favorite uggs. no one will mess with me now. as i walked in, everyone's jaws DROPPED through the roof at my beauteous looks. i really knocked their socks on with this one. a new contestant walked in and this one was named shane ballson. he sang a beautiful original song called "superluv" and i knew IMMEDIATELY that he was americas next top model. i looked over at my new enemy, simon, and he looked amazed at shane's talent as well. now was the time to put my plan in accent. i gave him the golden buzzer right before he could get to it and screamed "LOL SUCK ME SIMON COWARD" and he started sobbing. i ran up to the stage and aggressively made out with shane yasson as the curtain closed. i thanked him for helping me beat simon and he asked me out! i said yes but i didn't actually plan on showing up, he was ginger and i hate gingers. i ran back to my seat like a gazelle and laughed at simon's tears. before i knew it, i was back home in my flat and i fell asleep to the soothing recordings of simon's sobs.
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