Started With Hate >> l.t.
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- Parts 1
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Feb 24, 2015
"Awe, You Have A Crush On The New Teacher, Or What?" Elizabella Teased Making Me Blush And Continue To Write Down Words That Were Being Scribbled On The Board.
"No," She Replied. "Good, Cause I Bet You Wouldn't Even Be Able To Get Him Seduced" She Laughed.
"I Could Do More Than That," I Furiously Whispered To Myself, My Cheeks Heating Up At The Hate I Had Started Feeling For Her Even Though I Was The One To Blame For Her Actions. I Didn't Care.
I Was Gonna Have Mr. Tomlinson, One Way Or Another! Prove Elizabella Wrong.
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