Players play a game - Luke Hemmings

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Luke Hemmings, the schools undeniably hot player walked up to me I was not happy.

"So, you busy tonight?" He asked me, smirking and leaning against the locker next to mine.

"No, but I'm not doing anything with you," I looked him up and down with disgust. Wow, so if a guy is wear a football jersey and has a blonde quiff and blue eyes, he is automatically claimed a sex god? Really, I mean he is good looking but I wouldn't say he's a sex god.

"Aw why not babe." He smirked again leaning towards me.

"You're a player, why would I want anything to do with you?" I smirked back raising one eyebrow.

"Fair enough..." He laughed slightly, running a hand through his quiff.

"Okay, can I go now?" I asked sarcastically.

"Ruby, why won't you go out with me?" He asked randomly.

To be fair, I was a bit taken back but I replied,

"Listen Luke, I heard you a player." I stopped to raise an eyebrow. "So let's play a game." I continued leaning in closer to him.

"Let's play-fight, let's sweet talk, let's text and talk 24/7, let's tell each other good morning and good night every day, let's take romantic walks together, let's give each other cute nicknames, let's go out with each other's friends, let's go on romantic dates, let's hug and kiss," I leaned in so my lips were brushing against his, "and whoever falls in love first... Loses." I whispered the last part against his lips.

"Challenge accepted..." He whispered back smirking.

I pulled away, slammed my locker shut and strutted down the hallway to my next class.

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