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Famous Nerd by Old_Dusty_Record
Old_Dusty_Record
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Riana Violet is as all you know - a nerd. A major nerd. But only in school. In real life she is a hot hot hot chick that can do whatever she likes because her parents own a massive modelling company in California. She did modelling for the company when she had the mood to do so. Her life of being-chased-by-the-paparazzi changed to more-paparazzi-chasing when the guy she hates the most - Isaac Callaghan threaten her to do whatever he wants until prom ended or else her big secret of being the only heir for the famous Violet family will go boom all over the school. And one thing about this chick is she's out of your league and smart enough to know it.
My Private Teacher by Harryxbun
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I was raised in a religious family, from a young age I’ve been thought that: You can’t have sex before marriage, you should go to church, believe in god, gay is wrong, lying is a sin… My family tried to raise me that way, I was so obedient and I did everything I was told by them. I was living in a Small village; everybody knows everybody,My father was working in the city and my mom was an educated housewife; I could say that she did a pretty good job raising me and my brother Joe, I’m Home schooled, My teacher Mr. Smith always told me that I’m smarter than the other kids my age, I find this fair; since I spend my whole day reading novels such as Hamlet, Great Expectations... and other, every week my dad brings me a new story from the Library down town, which I had to read and analyse within a week or two, depends on it’s length, then give him a report about the story...Every Sunday we go to church, and last time we did, I noticed a man in his late twenties, who looks unusual he had tattoos all over his body, as well as piercings, Something about him wasn't right, probably everything about him was wrong. my mom gave him a deadly glare as we were coming out of church, she took my hand and guided me to our car, the rest of the Journey was silence, and I was curious, So I speak out. ‘Who was he?’ I said looking at the window . ‘I don’t know, he looks like the type of person, to be as far as possible from him’ She spat.