It's Just a Game....
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"Oh Ally, why are so mean to me?" Justin asks questionably as he scooted over to me. I looked at him isn't it obvious.
"Have you met you?" I ask him. He laughs, I was definitely not in the mood right now.
"Yes I have, and I think I'm a pretty nice person." Justin says with a smirk while crossing his arms. I scoff.
"You wouldn't know what nice meant if it were to hit you on the back of that no-brain head of yours." I say while pointing to his head. Justin looks at me taken back at what I had said.
"Then why don't you teach me." Justin says seductively then he leans in, uncrossing his arms becoming only inches apart from my face, I can feel his hot breath. I narrow my eyes at him,
"What game are you trying to play Bieber?" I ask.
"Why do you wanna play?" he asks me while smirking. I lean in to him, so we were only centimeters apart from our lips.
~Damaged goods, Ally Cooper finally enters her Senior year of high school, after trying to cope with a semi-recent death in her family and the after affects to it. Ally with her best friend and partner in crime Beth Fergueson by her side is wanting to get the final year done and over with, with no problems.... Well... That doesn't always happens, does it?
Now introducing, Justin Bieber, a teenage heartthrob since puberty did him justice... And a cocky, arrogant, player who believes he will finally be able to get through to Ally. Who is also the last girl on his "HOT" list to bang before high school ends. But with every cocky and inconsiderate player comes a back story... And that story contains secrets that Justin never wanted to resurface...
Read how these two characters go off on their own journey of bantering, flirtatious words, taking risks, and maybe even a few kisses. And learn how a single game between these two becomes something more... Something powerful... Something a lot like love~
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