Movie Nights

Movie Nights

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"Why does it seem like you hate me so much?" Noah asked, still focused on the popcorn machine. I gave him a skeptical look. "Maybe," I started. "it's because I do." He kept his gaze on the popcorn machine and chuckled. "I think we both know that's full of shit." *** Working at the Cambridge Theater was a hard job. Not only do I have to serve so many customers, or watch all the couples make out in the movie theater, or try to fix the popcorn machine. But I have to work with Noah Carson. I hated him. He was an arrogant bastard. He always found a way to annoy the crap out of me. Notice all the past tense. | © charlotte twenty-fourteen |
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All I was asking for were directions, instead I got a bad boy to annoy the heck out of. Who am I you ask? Well, I'm Sydney Carson and I'm the girl the bad boy of Dayton High hates. At least that's what he keeps on telling himself. And, who may this bad boy be? The one and only Jeremy Lloyd. You heard right folks. The guy with the British accent, dreamy gray eyes, brown tousled hair, and a six pack you could only dream of touching. *whispers* If any one asks, you didn't hear that last part from me. What did I do to make the bad boy hate me? Well, lets just say that I follow him everywhere 24/7, I pull off some pranks here and there, but mostly, I annoy him. I just wanted a friend. He just wanted me to leave him alone. I was stubborn. He was irritated. What made us stick by each other? Let's just say there's more to this story than you think.

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