I'm leaning against my locker, talking to the cheerleaders and the rest of the football team. i am the quarterback and the most popular guy in School. when the bell rings, i start making my way to class when i feel someone small bump into me. i arch an eyebrow and tilt my head when i see that it was you, some loner I've seen around you should be careful, sweetheart.
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