Playing the Player

Playing the Player

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Think of it: Your life was perfect; summer vacation, about to be a senior...it was all good. Your everyday life consisted of Netflix and food and every now and then girl time with your bffs. You were living the life, having epic light saber battles and beating my brothers' asses at Mortal Combat. Boys were the last thing on your mind; never had one or never cared. Well obviously that all changes, when one fateful day, (something out of a Twilight movie) you find yourself all alone... SIKE no you're at a high school party that you were practically dragged to and are surrounded by typical horny, drunk teenagers. Host of the party: none other than the school's most popular Greek god: Aiden Cooper. Been in his class since like forever and he doesn't even know you exist. But you don't care; this isn't some cliche where the good girl falls for the bad boy. Pftt I think it's time we switch things up. If Aiden wants to play than we'll play. Nothing wrong with playing the player...just don't fall for him in the process... WARNING: This story contains mature scenes and explicit language. Enter at your own risk! Hope you like it!! COVER DONE BY @reruflorenda6
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*From Best Friends To Worst Enemies* "You really think you stand a chance Badboy?" I snorted. "You tell me." He had the audacity to smirk as I stood there covered in stale spaghetti. "So this is it then? The beginning of your end!" Fine I was a little overdramatic but so was he! He leaned in and I felt a slight tingling sensation in my skin--and no, it definitely wasn't the spaghetti! "Maybe if you didn't look like a blob of tomato sauce I'd feel a little bit threatened." "If this is how it has to be, bring it on Badboy!" And that's where it all began. The chaos. The drama. The fights. The drunk conversations. The sleepless nights. The hatred. The kisses. And well maybe? Eventually? The insane urge to punch that sexy smirk off his face! •••

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