The book with way too many clichés ✔

predictable player bad boy encounter

"And this is your locker" said Tiffany, giggiling.

"K." I said, flipping the locker open which had no books in it. I reached my hand in there and pretended to pull books out and put them into my bag. For my next two classes.

Suddenly my locker slammed closed with a hand. "Sup" i looked up at the owner of the voice and nearly fainted.

The voice belonged to none other than the one and only lachlan sexi.

I didnt realise how weird i was acting. I was staring at him with my mouth wide open.

Stop acting like a friggin idiot i thought to myself. Slapping myself in the face, hard.

I finally got the courage to look back at him "serrppp" i said, leaning against my locker with my hand. Immitating him.

"You're hot" he said and i looked down and blushed.

"I wanna tickle your belly button" he said "from the inside"

At first i didnt know what he meant then i realised.

"What the eff you are such a pervert. I hate youuu!" I screeched pointing the finger at him.

"We are enemies now. Im sick of guys like you. I know exactly what your like. You play girls and use them and then chuck them away when your done with them. Well no sorry. None of that for me"

"Whatever" he rolled his eyes as he took a drag of his cigarette.

God he was so hot. I almost couldnt take it anymore.

Then we connected eyes and i think i saw something in it that said dont judge a book by its cover. Hmm.

Maybe i was wrong maybe i could trust him.

I knew for sure. There were two things i was absolutely curtain.

1. He was a player and i didnt know how much he yearned for it or how much he could control it but he was drawn to my virginity and

2. I was irretrievably and iraculasably inlove with him.