"You're such a manwhore" I said as I walked pass Chase in the halls. Mr. Manwhore was currenly sucking the life out of Lexi, who was a slut and captain of the cheerleading squad.
The manwhore turned around and glared at me. Then he smirked and said "Jealous?" I wanted to knee him where the sun didn't shine so bad. He was such manwhore.
"In your dreams, jerk" I shouted as I hurried down the quiet halls to my history class. "In your dreams"
"Rebecca Andrews, what time do you call this" screamed my history teacher, Mr. Collins. I was currently standing in the doorway of the classroom when suddenly I was pushed onto the ground. I turned around and glared at the person who had pushed me onto the cold, hard ground of the classroom. The manwhore.
"Sorry, I didn't see you there" he said smirking. I got up from the ground, flipped him off and walked calmly to my seat.
Then the manwhore decided to sit at the desk next to mine. I glared at him and said, "Manwhore, go sit at your desk. Stop stalking me you, jerk"
He simply smirked and brought his face close to mine. What the peanut was this jerk thinking? I thought. He pressed his lips onto my ear and felt weird sparks go through me and I heard my breath hitch. "Now I know how I make you feel" he whispered.
"Aham. Miss Andrews and Mr Richard" Mr Collins said as I whipped my head around to the front of the class. "Detention after school"
I looked around the class and stared at the faces of the people in my class. The guys were smirking and girls were glaring. They'd seen everything.
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