The Gentleman Type

The Gentleman Type

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~Ethan- The Shy One. Owen- The Artistic One. Jake- The popular One. Marcus- The bad One. Troy- The Notable One.~ "I don't even have a type anymore. I've tried with so many different guys of so many different types." I sighed, as I wrote down one more name. ~Bree Davenport, the Desperate One.~ "When did I turn into a desperate girl chasing one guy after another?" I asked myself, as I laid my pencil down on the desk. A certain brunette turned over on her side, to look at me from my bed. "I'd say after the Popular one." Skylar teased as I rolled my eyes. "Marcus wasn't that bad." I defended. I had no reason to, but I did. She scoffed. "Oh right, a guy can just boss his girl around for no reason, then yell at her constantly, for again, no reason. Oh yeah, real good guy right there." She noted sarcastically as I sighed. "I never said he was a good guy, I just said he wasn't that bad. I mean, troy turned out to be a maniac trying to annihilate me and my family." I stated as she looked at me with a knowing glance. "So did Marcus." She retorted. I sighed in defeat. "Good point." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bree, being so caught up in wanting true love all to herself, has realized she is just chasing after guys. She stopped being in a serious relationship after she dated Owen. Jake and her lasted only 2 weeks, after he stood her up, and the rest were mad men. She was driving herself crazy with the thought of being alone forever. But, She realizes there is one type she has not tried yet. The gentleman Type.
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