clarice anderson.
So, he is Calum Thomas Hood.
Dance club team leader. Asshole of the school. A freaking famous dancer.
I have never been so intrigued in my life until I knew him. Of course, I would. My mother and her mother are business partners and I'm not shocked with what he is. He always wears designer clothes, and his fucking thigh gap. God, I'm jealous.
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playboy diaries : c.h
Fanfiction"i'm a playboy. why are you always saying that i'm worth it?" "because people change, eventually. and you changed, because i witnessed it."
