✧ ｡⁺ 🃏 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, 💋
cherry garcia, a spoiled mean girl from new york who hates anything less than gold, meets sawyer huggins, a country(ish) boy who hates fancy things. they hate each other. later, sawyer realizes the only person who might a...
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𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍.
"this is ace mcfumbles. it's our first game of the season, and our bulldogs face off against the number one ranked wentworth rangers. even worse, wentworth has a new offensive weapon, former bulldog star, troy dixon." ace displayed a picture of troy in a badly edited shirt.
"you may know him by his other names, traitor, jerk, buttface. but that ends today. from now on, troy dixon shall only be known as he-who-shall-not-be-named. what's that chauncey? voldermort? hm. never heard of him." ace shrugged.
i turned off my phone, leaning back in the starcade booth.
sawyer was right above me, leaning against the booth.
"wow, ace is not going easy on troy." bella said.
i ate a french fry, passing the small basket to sawyer, who took a few.
"shh! don't say his name." newt reminded
"newt, don't listen to ace. troy is still our boy." sawyer said, mouthful of fries.
"i know, but i like rules. some people think it's good to question authority, but i find comfort in blind obedience." newt said.
"kinky." i said, slowly pulling away my i had extended towards him and bella.
