His name

His name

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"geez, woman, I'm sorry for that ok?" he said. His arms up in a surrender. I sigh. Already having a feeling that this is going to happen again. I folded my arms and changed my expression to a stern one. And the look on his face tells me that he already knows what I'm about to say. " he's downstairs" I said calmly. Although my heart was beating in an unhealthy level. "I know" he sighs. "and?" "and I don't care, priston" he smirked. ******* Ariana priston is an outgoing girl, with good grade, a small circle of friends, financially stable and supportive parents. She was happy, and will continue to be. Or so she thought. Until a wealthy, handsome man decides that she is his. ******* Herrin Andrews is adventurous. Likes challenges. Admired by girls and idolized by boys. Plus, being the caption of basket ball in UST high. What happens when they both collides. In a circumstance where there is no room for friendship. or more.
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