Choose Me!
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When Destiny comes to her new school, Sakura Heights Academy, there's just all of a sudden all of these boys... and all of them are so hot!! And they all seem to notice her, because they can sniff out the new blood. Destiny doesn't understand why so many guys are taking an interest in her - she needs to find her destiny, if you will! She's just your normal, average, everyday, ordinary girl with good grades who wants to fit in! You'll laugh, cry, sob, scream, relate, flip tables, and wish that these really attractive, intruiging boys are real along with Destiny! He took a step toward me, and his eyes darkened. "Stop lying to me," he began. "What do you mean?" I questioned in a confussed manner. Trent stared at me, his gaze dark, smirking. "I caught you staring at me. I can tell when a girl wants me." My eyes widened, offendedness flooding through my body. With my face red, I don't know if from rage or amatory embarrassment, I pushed him away. "What the hell, Trent!?" He slammed his hand into the wall behind me, cornering me. "That blush tells me everything. You're already mine." I felt everything heat up, so mortified, that it wasn't even funny. Cover made with Canva
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"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.

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