||The lesson after tutoring||

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Every lesson since the 'tutoring' we couldn't keep our eyes of eachother. "He's so hot." i thought. he asked me again for another 'tutoring session'. I called my mum telling her i'm going to a friends house house even though that wasn't the case. "Let's go to my house." mr kings insisted. we both went to his ferrari and drove to his house, it was kinda big but still looked cute. we go to the bedroom and he slams me on the bed. i giggled. we made out on the bed and went to sleep. to be honest my parents don't care if i'm staying overnight and someone's house. we woke up and he drove me to school we had a maths lesson. my friends francesca and shania looked at me in disgrace. and i suddenly vomited,i was so confused when mr kings handed me a pregnancy test. i took it of course and ran to the bathroom to use it.after 2 minutes i looked....

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