chapter 9

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Picture is of Alina

Camlia Wright pov, it was time for my next class P.E. i went to the bathroom to put on my sports little shorts and my tank top little shirt that showed my stomach a little bit i put my hair in a high ponytail and put my black vans on my feet and went out the bathroom every boy i saw was looking at my ass or my stomach i had to smile a little bit i sat down wear the girls where.

"Hey sexy were you been", andrea said,"you weren't in class". She said looking at me
"I'll tell you later". I said giving her my look that said it was about me and Aaron i put my stuff down on the bleachers and i turn around to see Aaron mad coming towards us he looked at me and then i looked back he grabbed me by my wrist and brought me to where nobody was.

"Aaron...whats wrong". I said looking at him he looks really mad
"You....what the fuck are you wearing". He snapped just to me to make sure nobody heard i looked down at what i was wearing
"Whats wrong with it do i look fat in it". I started laughing he looked at me seriously and i stoped laughing
"I mean look at you, you look like a fucking hoe". He said and then i started to get a little mad
"Come on Aaron don't acted like you don't do this sometimes im just wearing this because i fell comfortable". I said he looked up in down my body i started blushing
"No this isn't comfortable come on your changing". He pulled me, but i stoped him and pulled my hand away from him
"Why do you care". I snapped that only he could here
"Because i care about you". He looked at me
"Aaron your not my boyfriend...get over it". I said start to walk to my friends, but he pulled me out to the hall right by P.E. he put me on a wall and put both his arms on each side of me and looked down at me and i looked up at him.

"Aaron let me go". I said still looking at him
"No until you take those clothes off". He said looked at him mad
"No". I snapped at him
"Well i guess im not going to let you go...until you take those clothes off". He said with a little smirk
"Why do you even care were not dating". I said mad
"It's not about that....did you see how all those boys were looking at you....looking at your ass your stomach". He said getting mad
"I don't care anymore", i pushed past him and looked back,"asshole". Then i walked back in the gym to go get my stuff then left.

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