2. (Shilohs POV)

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Im rushing down the hallway trying to get to first period the bell rings. Man , I have like 30 secs and im like 3 mins away. I can't believe this I will be so much trouble if I have to go to tardy hall.

I am so worthless

I am dumb

Dumb

Dumb

"Ow!"

"Fuck!"

"I am so sorry, oh my gosh." This guy was hot and had the cutest face and nicest tan. He dressed super well too. And im not even a fan of the snapback and slides style. "Of course you cheerleaders just run the halls like theres no one trying to get through!" This guy has got to be kidding. "One I said I was sorry and two stereotyping is super shallow" and with that I went to go poke his chest but felt softness. What ? I touched again and him both froze. This hot guy wasn't a guy at all , she was a dyke. "A girl?"

"Yes I'm a fucking girl. Sorry I don't scissor with cheerleaders so dont feel me up please", and thats when I realized my hand was still on her breast . " I am so sorry!". "Move".

  And just like that I had felt up the new dyke. Wonderful second day.






A\N : hey guys its Sydney! So just so everyone knows this book is rated r . Like its going to get super graphic so if that will offend you please do not read pass this chapter.  And this book invovles homosexuals and them having sex and things so if that bothers you please do not read pass this chapter. Thank you.

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