my stupid asshole

my stupid asshole

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I was walking to my class suddenly i bummed into someone. " Watch it man! you got eyes don't you?" said a mad boy. RUDE. " You bum into me too you should say sorry and to answer your idiotic question yes, yes I do have eyes. Do you? cause you can't even see that I got one" I said while smirking. Damn did i just said that, I did great. "You don't know what you just got yourself into princess" he said while smirking. I swallowed my saliva really hard. FUCK. HEYYO GUYS THIS BOOK IS FOR YOU HUNGRY LITTLE GIRLS THAT WANT SOME BAD BOY TYPE OF BOOK. ENJOY! LOVE,MARISSA
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"You good, babe? You kinda seem a bit off today." "How so?" I asked, even though I knew the answer to that question. Damien answered, "Well you haven't been talking much, even when we were driving from the school and to your house, you've avoided eye contact with me, and you seem a bit nervous around me. I know you've been a bit sick last week, but I can't help but feel as if you're hiding something from me." I stared outside of my window as I sighed, "You're right, but I don't know how you'll react. I myself don't know how to react. I haven't told anyone." "About...?" Damien asked as he parked the car in front of a liquor store. I sighed, "Can we talk about this later?" Damien sighed before nodding and getting out the car. He then went into the liquor store and, after about ten minutes, came back with two bags with two bottles in each. He placed the bags in the trunk before getting in the driver's seat and staring at me. "What?" I asked shyly. "Are you pregnant?" Damien asked with a straight face while staring me into my eyes. I blushed, "What? Why would you think-" "Are you pregnant, City?" he asked again, and I looked away. *This story contains mature themes and contents. Read at your own risk*

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