"Fine, I guess I have to agree, but if she's hot, I'm probably going to have some difficulties with that." Payton said sheepishly.
"But you will get over yourself. She just lost her mom and I will be there if she starts to cry. Anyways I have to go tell Clarissa, my secretary, that I am taking a break for today, I am taking Savannah- I mean the girl- for a view of the grounds." I said getting irritated.
"So her name is Savannah, aye? You never told me her name until now. What is her last name?" Payton asked, interested by this new information.
"That is none of your business. Now I really must be going." I said and started walking down the hall.
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Savannah's P.O.V.
Where is he? He promised he'd come back if his secretary allowed. How is it that I am already acting like I own him? I never acted like this at home... Did I? Well maybe I will take a walk around the White House, but first, I will leave a note telling him what I'm doing.
Dear Baylor,
I was just going to say that if I'm not here when you get back, I started walking around the place. If you want to meet me somewhere I will be in the bowling alley, from 4-6 PM and I would very much like it if you joined me.
Love, Savannah
I put it on my side table, and walked out the door. I walked down the hall and down the grand staircase. When I got to the main floor, I saw a man there, he looked almost exactly like Baylor, but a bit younger and had blue eyes instead of green.
"Excuse me? Umm this may sound strange, but are you Savanna Grace?" he asked.
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Mr. President
Teen FictionWhat happens when Savannah Grace, a teenage girl from a small town in Kansas, is personally flown in to Washington, DC to live with her dad? Well that's what you will find out in this story. The idea is not original. I got the idea from Lindsay( 19...
