jades pov
"so girls are you excited for the game?" i ask the lil ol girls sitting in the backseat of my ford fiesta.
"yes!!!" both of the girls screamed, even charlotte, the little unenthusiastic fiesty teen.
*PiNg*
my phoned pinged. it was a text from Marcus. As i was driving, i couldn't get it, ya no, because it's illegal and i'm not THAT saucy savage. but before i could put my phone away, my dumb dumb dumby sista CHARLOTTE grabbed my phone.
"oooo a text from a boyyyyyyy", the annoying one teased. she really gets on my nerves.
"give that to me!", i scream, but i'm unable to do anything as i'm driving (duh).
"OOOHHHHH", my annoying sisters friend kasia screams, "HE SAYS THAT HE WANTS TO MEET AT ETIHAD ON THE SECOND LEVEL FOOD STAND!!"
"you have to go!!", shish says. i don't reply. i need to think about this. do i actually want a to meet THE Marcus Bontempeli??
all night last night i looked at Marcus's instagram and at his google images and googled at his beauty. god, i can't wait to meet him.
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dreaming - an afl fanfic
Fanfictioni ran. i ran as fast as i could go. cursing any bad word that came to my mind; cursing her name. began this as a joke lol
