Final Chance

Final Chance

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jan 13, 2017
"Hello, may I please sit with you?" Asked a boy. "Yea sure make yourself comfy!" I say as I start to look up. The boy had black spiky hair complemented with a tan that bathed his skin nicely. His eyes pierced the air as the answer hanged. His face was red as if running was all he had been doing, but his lips lay perfect on his face. He wore denim jeans and a blue hoodie that covered his white T-shirt. He shrugged his bag off and took a seat. He was hot! "Hey" The boy said, looking a little pained. "Sup!" Tilly chimmed in, smiling at me with knowing eyes. ---------- Kayla's last year to make it shine. But will she be able to pull it off and achieve the dreams she wants to complete. Or will a BOY step in the way? A.K.A. Oliver Rose, the new kid... This year is for Kayla where she tests her limits... •Gets a Boyfriend •Endanger the Mother and Daughter bond •Becomes an adrenaline junkie And much more This book is for mature readers, it holds content not recommended for younger readers.
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"You make me want to do things to you." He mumbles, his brown eyes never straying from mine. "What?" I whisper, nervous yet at the same time my heart pounds with excitement and anticipation. "Do you want to know what kind of things?" His low tone matches mine as he brings his face closer and I find myself robbed of speech due to our proximity. Taking my silence as his sign, he continues to lean closer. His lips caress my ear as he says "Things like this." Suddenly I feel something wet and thick being dumped onto my hair, soon the liquid drips down onto my shirt. Is that paint? Blue paint proceeds to slide down onto my shirt and my eyes widen when I hear Caleb howling with laughter. "Caleb fucking Carter!" I bellow and before I know it he breaks into a run, still laughing. ________________ Highest Rankings #1 - projectbadassgirls #1 - humor #8 - badboy

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