Don't hate the player , hate the game

Don't hate the player , hate the game

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This is unbelievable, I can't believe its just Monday! People have been on my case and it's just lunch time. I've been bombard with questions like " was it Molly he cheated with, how does it feel to not know everything?, second choice pussy"
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The bottle landed on me, butterflies shot up and down my stomach. I was going to be in a cloest for a full 7 minutes with the one and only; Jake Hefferson. The school's quaterback and heart throb. We were like the worst mix, I was a straight A student and he was just the jock of the school. The only reason I was at this party was because it was my best friend; Molly's boy friends party. It took her for ever trying to convience me too come, and now I really do regret it. Jake was hot an all but he had the worst personality ever, he had a new girl wrapped around his arm everyday, and they don't seem to realise he only wants to get in their pants. 'Great' He muttered. Way to make a girl feel like utter crap Jake, well that's what he was used to doing anyway. I sighed at the thought of sharing air with this boy with an IQ of a tortoise. He got up and walked towards the closet, I followed in and shut the door, his eyes then locked onto mine.

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