Midnight Call

Midnight Call

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What would you do if you suddenly got a call from someone you don't remember? What if it didn't happen just once? Would you tell someone about it? Would you just let it happen? Either way the choice is not yours to make. (I am just satisfying my friends annoying requests)
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I'm the odd one out... the outsider... the water girl of the football team because I can't play any sports. Whenever I attempt to play sports, my two left feet hold me back. "Don't fucking touch me again, water girl. Now I'll have to scrub my arm until it bleeds to get your nastiness off." I'm not sure how I have been deemed the nasty girl in school, but it has been this way for a few years now. Thankfully, this is my last year at this school, then I am off to college, hopefully far away from here. I have sent in all my college applications and am just waiting for the right one to accept me. I look over at Marie when she says something else to me. Then my best friend pipes in, telling Marie to take her cheerleading ass on over to the jocks and get her pussy sucked and leave me alone. "God -Sydney, do you have to be so vulgar?" "Ah, River, don't start your good girl shit with me. One of us must show them assholes whose queen is around here, and it obviously will not be you."

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