Debbie Valentine. Brown hair, green eyes, 4’6, pale.
“I think that you will be cute with Ryan,” my best friend, Jenna, said.
Ryan Hallaway. Brown hair, blue eyes, and a player in school. As if I’ll be cute with him. I mean, I don’t like him anyway.
“So, I heard that your friend called you ‘Alice’?” Ryan asked to me.
“May I be the white rabbit?”
I shook my head.
“May I be your white rabbit?” he asked again.
“I don’t know Ryan, I may be your temporary toy, and I don’t want to be play by you,” I said.
“May I be your white rabbit?” he asked over and over again.
“Sure,”
Could that be the biggest mistake of my life? Or did I picked the right choice?
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Debbie and White Rabbit
Teen FictionDebbie Valentine. Brown hair, green eyes, 4’6, pale. “I think that you will be cute with Ryan,” my best friend, Jenna, said. Ryan Hallaway. Brown hair, blue eyes, and a player in school. As if I’ll be cute with him. I mean, I don’t like him anyway...