The window

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So everyone im gonna go all cliché on you in this chapter.....Sorry!

I groaned as I heard my alarm go off. I rolled over and pressed the snooze button. Waking up at 9:30 should be illegal I swear. Yeah I know its late,but school starts at twelve. Im one of those people everyone hates because im kinda popular,wake up late,and my school has no dress code. Amazing right?!?!
I rolled out of bed and put Beyonce songs on,the first one being flawless. I started dancing to my wardrobe as I heard a deep chuckle. I gasped and ran to my window,only to be greeted by Ryan at his window.
"You need to practice dance more babe. I could teach you if you like..." Ryan said in a suggestive tone.
"Im a cheerleader and a dancer babe I dont need you to teach me"
"But you would damn well enjoy it" he replied.
"Whatever helps you go to sleep at night babe" I said,before changing into a mint green dress,white hills and a chanel cream bag. Hell yeah I dress to impress. Well who can blame me really? The college jock is dating me. His name is Blake,and im forever forgiving him for his drunken mistakes. 12 times now. That can not be a mistake. No one can sleep with 12 different girls and say it was a mistake.
Not even Blake Chandler.

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As soon as I see Blake,I felt anger boil inside me. Anyone who isnt blind could see there was lip stick covering his lips. As he leans into me I push him away and slap him. I stalk away,only to hear him yell,and the sound of someones fist connecting to his jaw
Please be Ryan please be Ryan. I thought inside,and when I felt an arm on my shoulder I looked up and my suspicions were right.
" Let's make him jealous" he said to me,with desire in his eyes.
I looked back up at him and replied
"I'd be more than happy too." I replied before he slammed me against the locker,and kissed me until we were both out of breath,which was a long time.
"Slut" I heard Blake call from the crowd.
The tears fell down my face like how you fall in love,slowly and then all at once. My eyes were streaming by the time Ryan had got me back home,away from that hell hole.

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