MY DRUG
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"Sexiness" Who the fuck could this be? I asked myself as I read the text message. "Who are you?" I replied. "The sexiest man alive". Like what the actual fuck? Who in homo sapiens name is this? "That would be Dylan O'Brien and I'm pretty sure you ain't him, so who are you really?" I typed back quickly. "Who do you wish me to be?" he answered. "Look here Mr, I don't have time to play the cat and mouse game. So it's either you tell me who you are or I'll block your stupid dumb ass and call the police and report this as a stalker case" I typed without thinking. "Woah! Lady Woah! It's just Bradley" he replied back. I sure felt like a fool
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"Oomph!" The sound rushed out of my mouth as the door opened before I could reach the handle and my body hit a wall. I took a step back and realized that it wasn't in fact a wall, but instead a very attractive male. I looked up at his head to see a very messy, but sexy, mop of black hair on top of his head. When I looked closer, I noticed that his hair was a very deep brown that was probably often mistaken for black. My gaze traveled downward to his eyes, where I found two deep, ocean blue eyes looking back at me. My gaze travelled farther down to his crooked nose, to which I assumed came from too many fights. My eyes finally found his pink, very plump lips, which were turned into a sneer. "You have got to be kidding me!" His pink lips said in a very offensive voice. My eyes turned questioning as I looked back up into his eyes. "Whatever, lets finish this. I, Ashton Carter, reject you, as my mate." He, or Ashton, said with venom lacing his voice. He quickly turned and walked down the now vacant hallway with no glance back. Rejection? On my first day? The first person I make eye contact with at this school, rejects me. I guess that's how this school works, if the hottest boy in school rejects you, you're a nobody. So much for making friends, or mates, or whatever they call people at this school. I shake those ocean blue eyes out of my head and continue into the office to start my new life.

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