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At about five o'clock my phone began to ring. I was sitting at my desk attempting to finish up the last of my homework for the weekend and just as I began to fully commit to it my phone started going crazy. I sighed as I tried to ignore.
Ignore it Rors... This math worksheet is not going to finish itself.
After a couple more rings I gave up, snatching my phone and answering it. "Hello?" I said sweetly when I recognized Ian's number.
"Shit, Rory. Where the hell did you disappear to last night?" He sounded sexy as if he'd just woken up.
I frowned. "Hey Ian. I texted you didn't I? I had a friend drop me off at home."
I heard some jumbled noise before, "Oh. What happened?"
I laughed at how confused he sounded. "I got a little sick. I didn't want to bother you. How did you end up getting home?"
He chuckled. "One of the freshman dropped me off. I have to go back and get my car today."
I grinned. "Wow. Don't tell me you're one of those seniors who exploit the freshmen."
Ian groaned. "Don't even get me started. They follow me around so much that I feel like at least I should get something out of the deal."
I frowned, thinking of Aiden. I couldn't imagine him getting bossed around by the seniors. Then I thought of Sin Westbrook giving him rides and having conversations with him. My frown deepened. "You know what they say about Karma Ian." I joked.
He laughed. "Hey, how about I pick you up after I go and get my car? We can try for a second date."
I forced myself not to grin. "I don't know..."
"Come on. You can keep me away from the freshmen."
At this I laughed. "Creepy." I sighed. "I guess you can pick me up, if you're serious about quitting the freshmen."
"Dead serious." He joked. "I'll be there in a couple of hours. Dress warm."
He hung up the phone immediately, not giving me a chance to question him further and I squealed to myself. I quickly pushed my homework to the side, calling up Hayden.
She answered after five rings sounding angry.
"You had better be dying." She mumbled.
I narrowed my eyes. "Are you still asleep? It's five o'clock in the evening."
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The Bad Boy Is Stalking Me
Teen FictionWhen Rory Vincent's protective older brother moves away to college her senior year, she decides that she is going to live life. She wants to date. She wants to party. She wants to lose her virginity. Just as she's finally making her way into the no...