Playing The Player
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When the school player/bad boy, Jaxton Cole, meets the schools good girl gone bad, Valentine Hills, there's no telling what will happen. But one thing is for sure... This bad boy has met his match.
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I stop abruptly and spin back towards him. How dare he!
"What did you just say?"
He smirks, actually smirks, "I said, 'it must be hard to be a stuck up b*tch all the time.' You should loosen up."
With that he turns and saunters away. I'm fuming inside as I make my way to my locker, opening it I stuff my materials inside. The mirror glued to the inside door of my locker reflects my expression. A plans forms in my mind and a mischievous smile spreads across my face.
So the player wants me to loosen up, well maybe a fun little game will help. Stupid player, I think it's time the roles were switched. I shut my locker and walk down the empty hall. I think about my new game plan. It starts now...game, set, match.
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