The Team Captains Girlfriend
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"Come on Val, its just one game." Alec said, grinning from ear to ear. Thrusting the ball towards me.
"If you win I wont publicize the tape," Alec spoke again "But if you lose," his bangs fell, shadowing over his eyes.
I glared at him with my icy blue orbs. He then looked at me with his cold platinum-gray ones. "You have to be my girlfriend for six months."
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Valerie Katlyn Redbrook also known as 'Val' a straight A student of Orion Academy and the Student Council Supreme President of the campus has encountered the infamous Alexander Clyde Kingston (whom is referred to as "The Campus Playboy") the Basketballs Team Captain, Val's enemy, and the schools most troublesome student.
Alexander Clyde Kingston the schools Most Valued Basketball Player, the team captain and the 'Campus Playboy'... though as the typical playboy he is, he has dated almost every girl in school, well except for one person. Yes. It is Val.
Will Valerie allow Alec to melt her icy heart or will it remain frozen? Will Alec ever realize that breaking a girls heart was never a good thing or will he just end up breaking his own?
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