New story idea. Just a thought. Will probably do it id there are +5 positive reviews.
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His name is Nick Gray
"Who are you?" the beautiful girl asked, raising her eyebrow.
"I—I—I'm Nick," he stuttered his words. "We've been in the same classes since 2nd grade!"
He has a best friend
"Oh, please, I know everything about you. You sleep naked. You like the crust better than the bread. You keep every movie ticket you bought as a reason to 'cherish' the movie, when the real reason is—," she stopped. "Well that's just because you're weird."
"Shut up, Lena," he told his best friend.
And an object of infatuation
"I know you fancy me," Miley said. "And I wanna know why."
"I don't know," Nick confessed.
"Please tell me it's not because I'm popular," Miley rolled her eyes—devastated.
"I really don't know."
"Fuck you, Nick Gray," she said and inhaled her cigarette.
He has to choose between
Comfort
"You are a great guy, Nick. You're kind, caring, you're funny, you're good looking too," Selena said. "And if she doesn't see it then fuck her."
"Thanks, Lena," Nick smiled. "I can always count on you."
Selena reached his hands, "Of course you can."
Or Passion
"Kiss me," Miley said.
"What?"
"I said," she paused and closed her eyes as she pushed her face towards him, "kiss me."
You can never have the best of both worlds
"Fuck Nick," Miley rolled her eyes, "What he has for me is no more than mere lust. And I'm fucking sick of being the sex icon."
"Shut up!" Selena yelled. "You don't know a shit about him! He loves you, but he's too scared to tell you."
Miley, being the bitch she is, scoffed, "Prove it. It's you or me, he can't have both."
Nick Gray
"What the fuck am I supposed to do?"
Miley Stewart
"Fuck you. Fuck them. Fuck everybody. It's a shitty world out there."
Selena Russo
"His happiness is my happiness, what's so hard to understand?"
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Choice
"n; A number of things which only one can be chosen"
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