How I Didn't Fall For the Player

How I Didn't Fall For the Player

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Sydney Blackthorn didn't want to be like all the other girls. She didn't like having an all-girls group of friends so she hung out with boys, she didn't act dumb to look cute because she thought it was pathetic and stupid. She wasn't interested in cheerleading so she joined basketball. She liked shorts and sneakers than skirts and heels. And most importantly she, unlike all the other girls, didnt want to fall for Seth Maddison, the school player. So when Seth heard about this he did everything he can to make her fall for him and he was confident that he would succeed. Sydney being competitive joined in on the fun and started to play with the player too. "Whoever falls in love first loses."
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