Footballpayer Stories

"You and I, haha never going to work or happen. It's a stupid idea Ashton go find someone else to do it." "No Tulsa. It needs to be you. Plus don't you want to be popular? I can make you popular." Ashton looks at me as if I'm crazy for rejecting his proposition. " I don't want to be popular, and I sure as hell don't want to be your fake rebound in the plot to get your ex back find someone else." I yell frustrated. Why would he even sort of think that I would want to be popular? I don't give a shit about this high school drama I can't wait to get out of here. " What do you want then? I'll do anything please. Plus it was your idea." Ashton begs. " What I want besides for you to leave me alone is to get into NYU which is why I don't have time for any of this. I have to go." I should've know saying that would bite me in the ass. "Wait Tulsa," Ashton grabs me before I can leave. " my dad went to NYU and his old roommate is the Dean of Admissions. But I bet you want to do this all on your own with your good grades and shit so I'll go." Shit! What am I supposed to do? I can't turn this down. " Fine, Wait Ashton I'll do it." "I knew you would. Everyone would die to date me." He smirks wrapping everything in a bear hug. What the hell have I agreed to?