Screwed Over

Screwed Over

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He looked at me up and down and than his gaze found mine. He searched my eyes looking for something. What? I didn't know. I felt like he saw into my soul. Very uncomfortable if I may add. "Interesting." he whispered. My eyes open wide. What did he mean? He doesn't even know me. I haven't even talked to him. "What's your story?" he asked but I barely heard him as I was checking him out. "Huh?" I answered with a confused look. He smirked knowingly and turned back to face the front. I was dumbstruck and the only thought that accured to me at that moment was... What the hell is going one? ---------------------------------------------- Brandon is back in town. He left 4 months ago after he cheated on me with my supposed to be best friend. Things aren't as it seems and everyone has their version of the story. Truth is hard to get and everyone is deceiving. The game is simple. There's no rules. I've been playing without even knowing. But then I met him. That's when I knew the game changed.
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I let a smirk take it's place on my face as I sauntered over towards him. He looked very amused, but I knew what I was doing. "I heard you're a player." I stated innocently, looking deeply into his cerulean eyes. "What's it to you?" his eyes squinted together as if trying to figure out my intentions. I rubbed my hands together and chuckled humorlessly. "Well I'm a player too, and I want to play a little game." He crossed his arms and leaned back against the lockers. "Do tell." I could tell he was playing along, thinking I was joking around and flirting as always. He was so wrong. In fact, I'd never been more serious in my life. "That's the fun part. We're going to be exclusive." I noted gesturing to the both of us. "We'll do everything like a real couple. Kiss, hold hands, go on dates; the whole package. The first person to fall in love loses."

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