The Player is My Tutor!

The Player is My Tutor!

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"So you disagree" "Damn right I do! Nothing but jerk, I don't know what girls see in him" I said as I shaked my head walking to lunch. "Oh please Mina, that is what they ALL say. If he talked to you, even you would melt under his sexy gaze" Cindy sighed as she opened the door to the cafeteria to the jungle of crazed teenagers. As I scan my eyes around I see the usual cliques sitting in their usual spots. At the back of the cafeteria I saw the popular table was once again crowded, all eyes were on the one and only Alexander McGuire. He was shamelessly flirting with the one of blond bimbos, he then winked at another girl as she walked by. "Ew, I cant believe you called him sexy, Cindy your nuts" I chortled. "Hey, don't judge just saying it how it is, now if you will excuse me, I'm going to sit with the others. You coming? " Cindy asked as we made our way through the crowds. "I'll be there soon, just need to buy my lunch" I answered back as I rushed to the server. The line had gotten longer as time passed by, luckily I had made it before the lunch rush. It was Taco Tuesday and there were only a few tacos left. "Only a few more people and I can sink my teeth into them." I thought as I smiled to myself. All of a sudden somebody came in front of me and blocked my view from the delicious tacos. I look up and there I saw standing with a playful grin was Alexander Fucking McGuire.
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As I walk into the school, he spots me and immediately starts talking to me. I brush past him, ignoring him, but today is definitely not my lucky day... He grabs my arm firmly, stopping me, and turns me to face him. The pain on my face contorts his expression. "What's wrong, Emma? Lost your voice, lizard?" I don't look at him; my head is hung low once again. "When I'm talking, you need to look at me!" he shouts, lifting my chin so I have to meet his gaze. I look at him, but it's not with innocence; it's with anger. "Oh, look, Emma's angry, everyone!" he mocks. "Just leave me alone," I say, meeting his eyes as I pull my arm free from his grip and walk away. He stares at me, shocked, as do all the kids around us, not expecting what I just did.

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