Two Weeks

Two Weeks

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Rykerr Daniels is the most popular kid in high school, probably the richest as well and he knows it too! Koda Grace is a nerd, but not your everyday nerd. Ohno. She has lots of friends, knows a lot of people, has rich parents ( but nobody knows that) and has a nice job that she enjoys. However, when the Grace's and the Daniels' join companies and have to go on a business trip together, things go a bit 'Skew whiff' as Koda would say. ¬I'm pretty sure my jaw was on the floor (Rhyming ;D ) at this point. "What?? But-but-I!" I was cut off with a stern look from my mother. Well woop-de-fudging-doo!! Two weeks with Rykerr Daniels...alone.¬
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Monday came unexpectedly. Unlike the weekday no one ever looks forward to, this Monday was a little different. He was a breath of fresh air in my suffocating world, a touch of sunshine in my shadow self. One whiff of his gentleness left me wanting more. Hello, Monday. (。・・)ノ Enter LINETTE MARTEL. A girl with a teacher for a best friend. She feels like she doesn't belong in her school for literal geniuses. Enter MONDAY *full name unknown*. A boy with a man-bun and a strange personality. He goes to said school for geniuses to raid it. Enter DRAMA. "Why have you come," then I spit back, "Sunday." Low blow, I know. With my eyes still closed, I hear him laugh softly, "I told you. We want her." "Why? Why her?" "I don't find the need to tell you that, princess." "Stop calling me that," I growl. "Why? Isn't that who you are?" I keep quiet. I don't know if that's a compliment or an insult. But coming from him, it's most likely an insult. "A spoiled, selfish brat who has a brain but not a heart," he finishes. Ah, there it is. I might just curse at him.

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