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Ethan dolan, the topical f*ckboy. Every girl tries to get his attention, it always works. Girls usually try to rub his thigh or bend over to where your whole ass is exposed. It worked. It always did. But you on the other hand, didn't care for him at all.

He never really noticed you. Which is a good thing, but you noticed him. Everywhere! He made you really mad, you've never liked f*ckboys

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You walk to your classroom and roll your eyes at every guy who stared you down. I mean yeah you have an ass, but I always have an attitude. You make your way to first period and sit down. You look over to see Ethan and Hannah kissing. Hannah, the schools slut who goes around to every guy just for some "fun". I hate her, hate is a strong word but I mean it. Her long blonde hair and big blue eyes, her not-so-big ass and her seemingly small sized tits. You don't look at them but she shows them off. She's disgusting

After class is finished your teacher says "Y/n, come to my desk, you too Ethan." He demands, signaling us to walk to his desk. You nod and walk to him, Ethan does the same. "Y/n, I've noticed that your grades are dropping. Very low. The only way to help you is a tutor" he says pointing at Ethan. "Wait can't I-" your teacher cuts you off.  "No, you cannot choose your tutor. Ethan has straight A's and if I let you pick a tutor you'd pick one of your friends and that wouldn't go well."

All you do is roll your eyes. "Whatever," you say under your breath . "Okay, I notice that you and Ethan never talk so Ethan this is Y/n. Y/n this is Ethan." He smiled. I look at Ethan in discus.  "Hey, Ethan." I fake smiled and waved.  "hey Y/n." He replied and you look up to him and he winks. "Okay you two can sort thing out later. But for now leave the classroom." Your teacher states. You walk out of the classroom and Ethan follows you." So, babe d-" he starts. "Do not call me babe." You state. "Babygirl?" "No." You look at him in the eyes and flip him off. "Don't touch me, don't even try." You tell him as he tries to touch your thigh.

"I need your number, so you can text me your address, Y/n." He states grabbing his phone. "Okay." You grab your phone and you show him your number and he types it in and he puts your contact name in as "hot ass 🤤". You look at his phone and back up to him and he shrugs. "it's true." An eye roll is all he gets.

Home. You love the scent of your house, you can't describe it but it's so refreshing. You walk upstairs and grab your phone. Before walking into your room, you run into your bathroom and make sure you look okay. Why do I care? I shouldn't care, he's just a f*ck boy.

you get into your bed and scroll through Instagram. Suddenly you get a message from "unknown"
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Unknown: is this y/n
You: yeah? Who's this
Unknown: Ethan
You: cool
Ethan: so what's your address?
You: *your address*
Ethan: okay. On my way!
You: okay see you soon
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You wait for a knock. He shouldn't live very far away from me, you continue to scroll through Instagram and you see a post

Ethan dolan

"Going to a hot girls place

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"Going to a hot girls place. I want her ;)"

he didn't know you had Instagram so he probably was care-free while posting that. But he looks really hot in that picture.... NO I CANT BE FALLING FOR HIM I can't be, I'm not. "Just breathe y/n" you say to yourself then you hear a car outside, seconds later you hear a knock on the door.

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