P.S - I love You

P.S - I love You

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I never thought I would feel this way about someone but every time he looks me in the eye my heart raises and I don't know what to do or say I feel so stupid but it's not just that sometimes he thinks I'm some bad ass chick which I'm not I just wish he could see the real me. Oh ya hey I'm Kayla the spunky and skater girl everyone hates! Ya people think I'm lame cause I ride a skateboard and they other girls ride in there fancy mustangs and all that, but the one I hate most is, Becca Robeson. She thinks she's is all that cause she dates the quarter back of the football team the boy I've always wanted to talk and touch but a boy like that will never go out with a girl like me!! " Hey why the down face Kayla?" my besty Courtney said " Oh you know the reg Becca is making out with her boyfriend again practically rubbing it in my face!!" I said a bit to loud.
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She wanted to test a theory. He wanted to win a bet. What could possibly go wrong? ------------------------------------------------- Why was this shit so much easier in the books?! The Macy Anderson in me would spit out the alternatives to every curse word known to man. The Ruby Buchannan in me would knee him in the groin. The Mia Hastings in me would lunge at him first, taking him on that table right there and now. The Haley Geller in me would confuse the fuck out of him by asking way too many questions. Hell! Even the Tessa Young in me would do something, like beg him to come at me with her desperate but wild ass... But the Lola Dino in me -aka the me, me- just stands there frozen, contemplating a very important decision in her head: fuck, fuck, fuck! Who do I act as next?! Um, how about yourself for a change? My conscience decides NOW to be a smartass. Yeah, right? Like that's ever worked before. Not even having the slightest clue of what to do, I wait for him to make the first move instead, and then I'll just go from there. So, I wait. And I wait. And I wait. And I wait. I wait as we remain staring at one another -I like a deer in headlights and he like a predator stalking his prey- for what seems like forever. But when his ripped, muscular frame finally charges at me, his strong tattooed hand instantly meeting the back of my head, he crashes my lips onto his so forcefully that I'm now just left with one thought and one thought only: Lola Dino, what the hell did you just get yourself into? ------------------------------------------------- *WARNING: Contains mature content including language, sex, violence, and drugs. Reader discretion is advised.*

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