My 'Date' with the President's son!

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Yes I deleted 2 of my books... why? Because they weren't good! lol

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THIS STORY MIGHT CAUSE, HAPPYNESS, CRYING, ANTI-DIS-MIS-IS-STARIONLISM (WHAT EVER THAT MEANS), SUVER SPELLING DISORDER, RANGE OF 'YOU NEED MORE', LOVE, ANGER, CONFUSION, RANDOMNESS, WONDERFUL, EATING, SLEEPING, NORMAL THINGS, HUMEN BODIES, NO ALIONS.

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"CANDY GETS YOUR SKINNY BUT UP AND GET READY FOR SCHOOL!!!!!!" Yelled my sister Victoria.

"mahuuumnumm." I mumbled as I threw a pillow at her.

"Candy... Oh little Candice, GET THE HELL UP!!!!" She yelled in my ear.

"OWWW!!! OKAY, OKAY IM UP!!! GOD WOMEN!!!" I yelled.

"It's the second semester!!! Come ONNNN!!!" She whined.

"Let me get dressed!" I shouted annoyed.

My name is Candice, everyone calls me Candy, every girl wants to be me, and every boy wants to have me. Me and my sister, Victoria, live alone. Our parents died in a car wreck along with my baby sister Jasmine. My sister Victoria is my new alarm clock. I have straight long blond hair that falls too my mid-back, I have aqua eyes and tan skin, I have a nice curved body from working out everyday.

I sat up at the end of my bed and stretched. My sister walked out of the room. I got up and walked over to my huge closet and got out my white shirt that hugged my body, light blue sweater, my skinny jeans, and my light blue converse and put them on. I sat down in my chair and put my make up on.

I put light blue eye shadow and light blue eyeliner on to match my clothes, mascara, not heavy, and clear lip-gloss. I put my real blue diamond stud earrings in and made my bed the way I like it. I went up and grabbed my scrunchy and brushed my hair back in a high pony-tail.

I looked at my picture of my mum, dad, me, Victoria, and sweet little Jasmine. They died a month ago and I'm still not over it. I broke a tear and quickly whipped it away. I jogged down stairs and grabbed an apple. I chunked it away when I was done eating it, and went up stairs to brush my teeth.

"Victoria are you ready yet?!" I yelled with my mouth full of a toothbrush and toothpaste.

"Um... almost I'll be right down... Ugh! Stupid makeup!" She yelled.

"Um... okay...!" I teased.

"It's hard for me okay!" She whined.

I spit out my toothpaste and giggled as I cleaned the sink and my toothbrush off.

"Okay I'm ready!" I yelled.

"Me too let's go!!!" She whined.

She jogged downstairs and we both jogged to my car. My limo. With Patrick, my shifter. Sometimes I wish I wasn't this popular. Then again, it's good to be me.

"Good morning Patrick!" Me and Victoria said at the same time. Patrick had brown curly hair, tan skin, and brown eyes. He was in his 20's.

"Good morning ladies." He said.

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