The Kiss Cam

The Kiss Cam

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Lasagna, eh?" Flynn smirks at me. "Says the guy being called a little breadstick." "At least I had gone through puberty early, it's about time your boobs got the info." "That's the only you could see Flynny boy, or are one of the side effects of being an idiot temporary blindness." "Well no actually, because I can SEE that the green dye has washed off." I walked up to him. "You think you're so high and mighty." "Considering that I'm doubling over to talk to you, yes." Being a redhead already gets you to be the centre of attention. But being a redhead and kissing your brother's childhood best friend who became the most popular student in your school in a period of one week because of a stupid kiss cam is another thing. Clarissa aka skanky asshole aka The Queen bitch threatened my reputation because of that asshole. Bitch please he doesn't even know your name and I don't care about my reputation in that mindless prison for children. Hi, I'm Stephanie Walters and I am in love with Skittles, Nutella but not Oreos. I've read enough books on Wattpad to know that girls like me are expected to love that. But not me. Because I'm not normal and my story isn't normal either. So the reason why I got into that mess above (you know kissing the asshole I hate) starts like this...... PS my family is Spanish😊
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"Nothing. You didn't do anything," I whispered, turning my gaze back to the movie and intending to end the conversation there. He reached for my face with his left hand which was nearest to me, and gently turned it back to face him. The feel of his hands on my face, brought a whole new feeling to me. "Then why?" I held his hand firmly and removed it from my face. "Consider it natural," I said. Sure, immense hatred for someone could be natural. Unconsciously, my eyes moved down to his lips then back to his eyes. "That's not true." "Yes, it is," I said, still whispering, and trying to pay attention to the movie. "No, it isn't." He was being so argumentative. "There's something you're not telling me and I'm not gonna force you but I'm just gonna let you know that if you thought I'd give up on you so easily, you thought wrong, violet." My brows instantly furrowed in confusion and I turned my full attention to him. Is this guy insane? "What are you talking about?" He laughed a little, then relaxed back on the chair. "I think I'm addicted to you." *~* Avery, a teenager with an immense hate for males, finds her hatred breaking into pieces when she gets teamed up with charming Ian on the basketball team. Ian, on the other hand, while trying to satisfy his thriving queries as to why Avery behaved the way she did, finds himself falling completely for her as her past and reasons for her behaviour unfolds before him.

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