Not So Typical Playboy

Purple Pizzazz

Chapter Seven

       †Purple Pizzazz

†Mira's POV†     

          I smiled as I went to school the next day, I would be able to see Reese!

Since when did I get excited about this? I shook my head as I curled my

straight hair. I was going to try and impress Reese today. But I knew that I

shouldn't. I shouldn't get attached. But its too late for that now. I have

fallen hard. I know that any girl would kill to be in my shoes. I was Cale

Kress's little sister. Bryce Knight's best friend. I was a cross country star. I

had awesome friends. Taylor was my body guard. I had an amazing life

here. I hope that nothing could screw that up. I smiled as my brother talked

about being excited to see Taylor today. She was younger than him, yes,

but not by too much. I shook my head slowly realizing why I had gotten

pretty today. I was trying to impress him, why? Don't I have standards?

Why did I let myself do this? I puffed my cheeks and got out of the car. I

have no control over how Reese acts. I bit my lip as I neared his parking

place. His Mango Tango bike was sitting there, beautiful as always with a

guy leaning next to it running his hands through his hair.

"Shouldn't you be getting to class?" I said to him flirtatiously. He looked up

and when he saw me his eyes bugged out of his face.

"Mira.... You look.. beautiful." I blushed and looked down. He came and

took my wrist,

"Don't be insecure about yourself, you are absolutely beautiful!" I bit my lip,

if he only knew why I was insecure...

"Peanut Butter, we should be going inside..." He smiled a little and nodded.

We walked into the school together and parted ways but then he said,

"Mira, after practice, can I drive you somewhere?" I bit my lip and said,

"You have to ask my dad, and Cale of course..." He smiled and nodded,

"See ya!" I watched as he left, running down the hallway,

"Bye..."

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I yawned as I listened to my history teacher drone on about the war we

were talking about. I wasn't listening, I was only paying attention to my

brain. Finally the bell rang and he gave us our assignment. I raced out of

there and I bumped into Reese's best friend, Zachary Crewe. I don't know

why he was in this hall and then I saw my best friend holding his hand,

Marley Banks and Zachary Crewe are together. Who would've thought.

Marley told him bye and as she left she squealed and spilled everything. I

was so happy for her, but I was also very jealous that she could be happy. I