So, let me explain myself here, before you just start to think I'm a slut or something.
I am 17 years old, a senior in high school. And according to everybody else, dating Hunter, the senior quarterback, aka, Mr. Popular. Which really doesn't make a lot of sense to me, because I'm first in my class right now, and if I can keep that up, I'll be valedictorian.
I can go up to one of the popular kids, and they wouldn't even know my name. Hunter, on the other hand, gets anything he wants, when he wants it. That's another reason that Faythe and I don't get along, but that's for another day.
So let me take you back to where this all started...
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Two Pink Lines
RomanceMelanie didn't want to see the white stick with two pink lines instead of one. In fact, she actually sat in her room and prayed last night that she'd only see one. Melanie doesn't even want to think now about how Hunter might react to that. Knowing...
