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"Your the only girl here who hasn't attached herself to me. Whats wrong with you? Am I not your type or something?" He asked me in all seriousness.

"Well 'prince charming', I currently have a boyfriend and I don't even know your name." I said with a smirk.

"My name is Tanner and trust me on this, you won't have that  'boyfriend' for long and that I can promise you?" He looked in my eyes and grinned. He has the most green eyes and the most whitest, straightest smile. 

"What do you mean by that." I giggled, not taking him serious at all.

"You'll be mine shorty. No lie about that." He said laughing.

I'm Lola. There's not really much to say besides I'm a senior and ready to get out of this high school. Ummmm..... let me think of what else to say... oh yea,  I have a boyfriend. But something tells me I won't have the same one if Tanner keeps pulling his stuff.All Rights Reserved

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