The bad boy stole my underwear

The bad boy stole my underwear

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Lauren, your everyday average senior, well, nerd senior. Straight A student, never late to class, sarcastic, and your typical good girl. Alex, also your everyday senior, school football teams quarterback, class clown, slept with most of the schools female population, conceited, and your typical bad boy. ALEX WASSABI holding my thong!! He looked me up and down, smirked and climb\jump down his ladder, the top of the ladder stated moving so I decided to not be frozen anymore and grab the ladder and yelled at him "WHAT THE FISBEVD ARE YOU DOING IN MY FACKING ROOM!!!" he looked up at me and said " I didn't know you would wear something so... sexy like this" Cover by Alexfrom-target Copyright
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