Reputations
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His smirk widened when he saw my reaction and I started going back toward my dirt bike. "Tell me," He readjusted himself in the doorway. His voice lowered. "Have you ever been in a man's presence...naked?"
Lets get down to the point here. I'm a typical 17 years old American girl with a passionate love of pizza and an utter loathing for Justin Bieber. Hold up. Backspace. No, no, no. Maybe I shouldn't say typical...
Jane Ring is the younger sister to the infamous Lexi Ring: well dressed, intelligent IT girl from Wellworth Academy. The prestigious private school to young men and women from all over the globe. Lexi's popular reputation is only something that keeps her from boredom, but is it something that Jane is willing to pick up and call her own?
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COMPLETED "You are pretty dumb for a dork," I laugh as Justin hangs his head down in defeat, "Let me show you" I fiddle around with the displaced parts until it clicks together and the record player starts playing again, "See it's supposed to do that!" "You are pretty smart for a slut." He says back with a laugh but, I can see on his face he instantly regrets it. My mouth is hanging open, in complete shock, when he continues "I'm sorry I didn't mean it-" "No, stop," I say with a slight laugh and then for some reason it grows to a full-blown fit of laughter, "No. one. has. ever. called. me. that. to. My. face" I manage to get out through my small, continuing fits of laughter. "You aren't mad at me?" "No, it's not like that an unknown fact," I saw with a smile, "I'm actually surprised you had the balls to say it." "I don't think you are a slut," He says, his cheeks getting a little flushed. In my most breathy, husky voice, I answer, "are you sure, Justin? I know you have thought about the things I would let you do to me if I would just get naked in front of you." As I start to pull off the sweater that is covering the small tank top that's under it. His face flushes a deeper color of red and I can't help but, giggle a little. "Don't worry Justin, I won't get naked unless you ask." Justin and Blythe are basically polar opposites from each other but, because of one class, they find themselves having to learn everything they can about each other. Where will this story take them? Will they become friends or enemies? Will they pass the class and the ultimate test? Continue on reading to find out!
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