It's Just You and Yourself, Where Am I?

It's Just You and Yourself, Where Am I?

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cover done by: lollilollipopz Meet Ryan Hanson, the cocky and extremely attractive player of the school. If you're his friend, you can call him Ry, but people often call him B.K. Why? Because he is also known as the Bet King. He's never ever backed down from a bet, and he's not about to start anytime soon. So when his friend bets him to have the head cheerleader's best friend, Megan Price publicly go out with him, it should be a piece of cake right? Well, to name just a few of the problems: The head cheerleader is basically considered his girlfriend...unofficially of course Megan Price and him are practically as compatible as water and vinegar And let's not forget that Megan Price already has a boyfriend. But Mr. Player is not worried in the slightest. Why? Because he's Ryan Hanson; that's why.
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People talk about their first love as if it's the best thing to happen to them. My story is a little bit different. You see, my love is a complete jerk who somehow stole my heart. I swear you better tell them the truth Ry! Okay so maybe I'm the jerk. You think someone who literally gets along with everyone would get along with me, right? Wrong. Him and his beautiful blue eyes waltzed right into my life and made it hell with his perfect attitude and gorgeous face that somehow never showed emotion. You're probably reading this thinking I'm a complete twat. Twat? Maybe. Prick? Definitely. But we're not on that subject right now. I'm Ryan Ross and this is the story of how I fell in love with my juvenile, idiotic, all around bitchy roommate, Dallon Weekes. You're the bitch Ryan! Can't you just feel the love?

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