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How Girls Think

How Girls Think

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Romance
My mate Madeline 'Ace' McGarver asks me, and four of my best friends, random questions about relationships, parties, etc. And I might say, we're quite crazy and perverted, you were warned XD This story is completely for entertainment purposes. Me and my mates were reading How Boys Think and decided to make a female version :D Which, after every two chapters, will have a chapter written by one of us, telling the guys/girls reading what they are about :D Hope you like it :)
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The bottle landed on me, butterflies shot up and down my stomach. I was going to be in a cloest for a full 7 minutes with the one and only; Jake Hefferson. The school's quaterback and heart throb. We were like the worst mix, I was a straight A student and he was just the jock of the school. The only reason I was at this party was because it was my best friend; Molly's boy friends party. It took her for ever trying to convience me too come, and now I really do regret it. Jake was hot an all but he had the worst personality ever, he had a new girl wrapped around his arm everyday, and they don't seem to realise he only wants to get in their pants. 'Great' He muttered. Way to make a girl feel like utter crap Jake, well that's what he was used to doing anyway. I sighed at the thought of sharing air with this boy with an IQ of a tortoise. He got up and walked towards the closet, I followed in and shut the door, his eyes then locked onto mine.

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