Kelli was a typical teenage girl. She was a straight A student who was in Marching Band, and many other clubs and activities. Little does Kelli know that the school jock was falling for her. Kelli swore to never fall in love with a Jock, for, her he...
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~Jonathan's P.O.V~
"Um, who is this?" Kelli said. I smirked.
"Guess," I said in return.
I heard her sigh. "Bryan? Is that you? Are you trying to fuck with me?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Who the hell is Bryan?"
Kelli was quiet for a minute. "Wait a second. Jonathan? Is that you?"
I chuckled. "Affirmative."
"How the hell did you get my number?!" She half shouted into the phone.
"Let's just say I have some friends who know you," I said.
Kelli sighed. "Jonathan. You're fucking crazy. I said I didn't wanna date you. No means no. You can't change my mind."
"Kelli, I'm not like most Jocks. I'm not a douche bag like them. I'm different."
"Jonathan, if you're different from most jocks, then why did you cheat on Ashley?"
Ashley. I despised that name. Ashley was my ex. I fucking hated her. She was a fucking bitch. And they say cheerleaders are bitches. Nope. Dancers are. "Kelli. I did not cheat on Ashley. She was the one cheating on me. I saw that filthy slut fucking my best friend. Just give me a chance."
Kelli sighed again. "Fine. But if you do one thing bad I swear-"
