( I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE PHOTOS! all spelling errors are on purpose )
~ding~
The boys phone goes off, which is odd because well nobody ever texts him.
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THE BOYS POV
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unknown number: hi!!
me: uh yeah? who is this
unknown number: well my name is oakley!
me: okay. cool. why are you texting me?
~ contact name has been changed to oakley~
oakley: wait you seriously dont know me? here, heres a picture of me and you might figure it out.
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me: oh yeeaa your that girl in the front of the class oh yeah your that try hard bitch teachers pet🤣🤣
oakley: that was rude, anyways im texting you so i can ask if you would wanna be friends?😋
me: suree the ms perfect A+ student wants to be friends with the grunge boy whose always high.
I couldn't help but scoff reading her message like come on whose gonna believe that shit?
Why would she want anything to do with-
~ding, ding~
oakley: im serious! trust me i just feel like i need to be more loose im tired of being ms perfect all the time please?
me: fine on one condition you have to buy me a new skaeboard i know ms princess has money.
oakley: anything you want. cya tmr!!
I still feel like this whole thing is a trap and i'm falling for it, who cares shes smoking hot and smart and- anyways!
HEY EVERYONE THIS IS JULIA GO CHECK OUT MY OTHER STORY IF YOU HAVENT ALREADY TY BYE LOVES PLS CORRECT ME ON ANY GRAMMAR ERRORS BYE
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RomanceShe was top of her classes, he was dead bottom. She was smart, he was basically brain dead. She was a princess, was he her prince? She was Ms. Perfect, he was a grunge.
