Player Meets his Game,Game Meets her Player

Player Meets his Game,Game Meets her Player

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Montserrat is a new girl at "Roxane Highschool", at first it was hard for her cause she has glasses and it was way easier at her old school they were way nicer to her. These girls named "Patricia, Laura and Stefanie became friends with Montse they all got along. One day Montse was going to a cafe with her three friends to talk bout something her little games she does on guys that aren't tough,she was distracted on her phone texting Laura she bumped into this hot guy named "Toby". Montse didn't know what to do so she stormed off quickly and left,told her friends what happen and wished to never see him again but the odds are not in her favor cause it appears that he's in her class , sits next to her in almost every class! And she's heard some stuff bout him that he's a player...... Wow, he's a player,she's a player but likes games what could happen with these two?
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Shanté: You were in her room, Jonathan! Jonathan: Ok, ok, I understand that but- Shanté: No, just shut up, ok! You hurt me. Badly. And- Jonathan: You hurt me too, Shanté. Quit playing victim all the damn time. Shanté: Well then I guess we shouldn't be together. We shouldn't talk, we shouldn't text, we shouldn't anything. We just might hurt each other again. He tears up which causes me to tear up. I let my tears run down my face & he continues to fight his tears but there's one that's at the literal edge of his eye waiting to be free Jonathan: ...but we're in love. Shanté: Well we're just going to have to be in love from afar. Jonathan: Shanté, I JUST got you back. Please. I can't...I can't lose you again. The tear that was on the edge of his eye finally drops & another falls out the other. I look into the eyes I once fell in love with & force myself to say Shanté: ...I can't do this anymore. *leaves* 🚨🚨🚨🚨Cuss words, sexual content, & n-word use🚨🚨🚨🚨 -I posted this story last year but decided to make a couple of changes🙂- Ps - Every character in this story is black EXCEPT for Elizabeth😗✌️

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