200 More Laps

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"When I said you wanna get out of here, I meant back to my place" Dylan said in a whiney tone 

I flashed him a big smile as I grabbed a handful of fries and put them into my mouth 

"Your eating skills are quite impressive" Dylan says in a joking tone 

" I just try to be a lady, on and off the field" I say sarcastically

"You've totally got the body of a lady down, you look hot" Dylan says checking me out again

"Your a pig" I say throwing a fry at him 

After I had two sandwiches and a large fries, Me and Dylan began to walk the city streets together, suddenly a man with a violin came up to us

"Song for the lovely couple?" he said in a clearly fake french accent 

"Why of course!" Dylan replies in a cheesy french accent 

The violinist begins to play what sounds like bach's prelude, Dylan grabs my me by my waist and pulls me in close, as we dance I can feel his hands go lower down,almost touching my butt

Since he was feeling touchy, I decided to mess with him and put my arms around his neck and then I put my lips by his ear 

"200 laps tomorrow Saunders" I say in a seductive voice 

"I would do 1000 laps if you said it in that voice" Dylan said as he pulled me in closer

I can't help but laugh and look up into the sky, although there aren't any stars in the city, it's still beautiful  

The song ends and Me and Dylan separate and for a second I don't see him as the huge narcissistic prick that he is until

"RUN" he shouts and runs down the block without me

I turn to face the Violinist and then I quickly take off until I finally catch up with Dylan

"What the hell" I shout at him

"What?...The best things in life are free" He says shrugging 

"I'm just going to leave before I beat you down infront of this CVS" I say angrily as I turn around and start heading for the train 

"200 LAPS TOMORROW PARKER" he shouts mocking my seductive voice

I turn around and flash him my middle finger and he blows a kiss my way 

Gosh, why did I even want to hang out with him, I could of just went home after the club. As I sit down on the train replaying the night over in my head I can't help but think about how much I hate Dylan Saunders 

I Finally arrive home around 2AM and I just want to sleep in my bed and not think about facing anyone tomorrow but then I remember.....Homework.....

Why can't I catch a break today I think as I open up my History textbook 

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