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ces on my notebook.I heard my name being whispered by someone. Recognizing the voice, I chose to ignore it. Suddenly, I

o have a conversa

ything to say to

listen to m

before turning away. Luckily, the teach

t he had to say. He had no justification for how he treated me. By cheating on me, he destroyed wh

teacher gives Michael a stern look and asks, "What is it t

math? I mean, my mom works as an accountant a

ready? As if my wish was granted, the bell rings. It's lunch t

Contrary to the portrayal in movies where cafeteria food is unappetizing

spent the last three years. "Hi Ella," I greet my best friend, Emmanuella Golo. "

s two closest friends, Stephan and Nazif, as they take their seats at a table wit

o she insisted that I join her at one of the

xample; a cheerleader is currently sitting on Mi

hael boasts to Stephan. Stephan arches his eyebrows and then looks around the cafeteria.

ckly avert my gaze to Ella, who is wide-eyed. "Did you hear that?" She exclaims. "He's betting that

ly looking over at the popular crowd and

tep outside. With five minutes left until lun

alled out. I look back and am surpris

tches up to me and forcefully slams me into the wal

yes, or at least I think that's what he said. "Do you recogn

d against mine. I sense his minty breath brushing aga

he says, a smirk appearing on his lips. My mind is

ng, as Michael leans

ntensity that I would have stumbled if

Michael Andoh is a

o him. He playfully nips at my lip before kissin

ge to push him away, my body betrays me as I

myself. This is Michael A

n a deep breath. I can't believe I

eliver a swift kick

shit!]" Mic

ael'

knees, I curse loudly. "Damn

one has ever dared to kic

es, and curse loudly. "Damn,

e has ever dared to do that b

e I can react, she sprints down the hall and out of t

the intense pain. She really k

, and I kind

escape from me, she's mistaken. I know she'll try

she does, I'll break her heart just like I do with every other girl and forget a

e accept

five-step plan to

people already know who I am. I just approach the girl

in bed. I kiss the girl, and they always kiss me back. Not one has refused to kiss me back. Even Essel kissed me back. But no one except Essel has eve

ver really had to ask any girl out. Although my goal since the beginning of high school was to sleep with every girl

g my list, I wi

and she often desires more, but most women become uninteresting after one encounter so I abandon them and move on to the n

m pleading for me to stay. Oh well, sorry for hurting your feelings but you

d to attract any girl I desire. It never fa

ck jeans and power it on,I send a text to a h

n against the green door while waiti

I don't have a list of all

ooker walking down the hallways in heels

lighten up her makeup. Now