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Loving A Geek

Loving A Geek

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im Erika Johnson, the popular girl in Stanford High, People there treat me as their queen and im loving it. im a cheerleader captain, i love acting, hanging out with friends, night lifes and more. A boy named Ashton Hatten, who students likely to call him "Geek" because duh, his a nerd. But, i'd never realize he'd be the one to change me and who truly loves me for real. i met him because his in my Biology class and eventually he sits beside me, he smells good, his so neat and kind even though how many times i argue with that dickhead. but, he actually understands me and i almost forgot, his the reason why i broke up with Trent Michael. Trent is the hottest boy in Stanford high. his the star player in football (thats what i like about him) and hey, his also popular like me. We hangout like everyday, but i wouldnt realize he'd be a jerk one day, and that sucks truly.
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