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Gem Anderson
Chapter 2| 🍕"Pizza?"🍕

"A person who plays the game knowing he will win, doesn't impress me as much as the person who plays the game even though he knows that he might lose."

🗓Plan: #2🗓
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SINCE YESTERDAY WENT AS PLANNED I was way more excited for today

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SINCE YESTERDAY WENT AS PLANNED I was way more excited for today. I took a long bath brushing my teeth and washing my face.

I slipped on my dark blue long sleeved crop top and topped it off with my short dark blue denim shorts putting lotion on my exposed thighs.

Grabbing my brown Boots I slid them on my feet then walking to my vanity. I sat down doing my make-up, slipping a band over my curly hair. My hair fell to my mid shoulders and I smiled looking in the mirror.

I smoothed out my pink lipstick grabbing a hold of my book bag. I walked downstairs kissing my mom's cheeks then hopping on my motorcycle going to school.

Once I finally arrived I parked my bike then went inside the building. Again I walked the halls of boys drooling at me. Oh god no wonder why Sam loves this.

Once I made it to the halls this time I didn't see Sam or Sasha. Plus that was unusual shaking the thought from my mind I went towards the back where everyone was.

I went towards Gabriele and everyone when I felt someone grab my hand. What's up with people doing this? I looked back to see Sam. I turned around rolling my eyes at him.

'Can I help you?' I stated with an attitude clearly uninterested. The smirk on his face disappeared immediately.

"You never came last night why? I mean other girls would hop at such an opportunity to sleep with me," His voice was like vanilla pudding, sweet in their ordinary sort of way, it was the richness of his tones - luxurious and warm.

I closed my eyes taking in a deep breath. Ugh, he's such a jerk!

"Look you Gem chick, I know you want me. I mean if I were to be a girl I'll date myself just because I'm just too good looking," Sam smirked running his perfectly tanned fingers throughout his silky hair and I rolled my eyes.

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