A Run For His Money

A Run For His Money

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"Go away, West" "Make me, Cole" "If you're insinuating that I kiss you, you are most definitely-" "Right?" "Wrong." "Oh come on baby cakes, plenty of girls would kill to be in your position.." "Your mom doesn't count West and neither does Layla, she'd sleep with anything with two legs and a heart beat." "I was talking about all those girls I have lined up waiting for me." "Really? Where? Because if you look closely, we're stuck at school alone on a Tuesday night genious!" "What's so bad about that?" "We are stuck with no food. And it's Tuesday." "Club going up on a Tuesday, Cole" "You're impossible." "Calm down Shontelle" | * * * | Ella Cole She's you're average valedictorian with her 4.61 gpa. She has everything planned and set into stone. Attending Stanford University once she graduates. Great group of semi smart beauty queens as friends. Even has a couple boys swooning for her. Things couldn't have gone wrong. But they so graciously did. She needs her performing arts credit in order to get in along with community service. How's art and painting sound with the infamous, Jayden West?
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"GO, GET OUT OF HERE! YOU ARE WORTHLESS JUST LEAVE!" He screamed at me. Someone I once thought was my best friend was now tearing me apart. His once bright green eyes are darkened with anger. His eyes are shooting daggers at me as I look towards him pleading to stay. "I SAID GO!" He shouts once again. He is towering over me, standing 6'3 to my mere 5'2. His black hair is disheveled from his endeavor a few minutes before. His whole body is tensed up and he is pointing towards the door. My chest is getting tight as I back away from him. "ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?! I SAID GET OUT OF HERE YOU LITTE BITCH!" He seethes as he stalks toward me. He smacked me across the face as hard as he could and my already cloudy eyes let loose, my tears poured over and I did the only thing I knew how, I ran. **** THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN VIOLENCE**** Written by Dani, edited by Chelsey

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