meeting him

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There I was standing in front of the one thing that separates me from the place where all Unpopular people were worshipers to the populars as I was about open the door when a body much bigger than mine knocked me to the ground but just before I reached the ground I felt a pair of strong muscular hand tied around my waist stopping me from falling as I open my eyes I saw a pie of blue pearls looking down at me with consideration in them suddenly like realising something the look in his eye disappeared as he pulled me back up he eyed me up and down and so did I. In a matter if seconds I realised I was talking to none other than Micheal grams the hottest boy in school he was well built he had brown hair unlike mine which is black.

Still know one had spoken until he finale broke the silence" know are you done ogling me or do need a few more seconds to drool like every other girl" after that he had a smirk that spred across his face

Just there like a superpower a strength that I never thought I'd have come to say then it came out like word vomit " You lost son of a bulldog you barely even know me and here you are thinking that just because every other girl can't keep their hands to them selves does not mean I'm just like them !!!!"

Should I continue? ☺ Tell me what you think I'm not sure if it's that nice so if you don't like it just say it:)

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 21, 2016 ⏰

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