MOTHER MAY lIe: PLAYER
THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO…
NIKICAMERON
WITH SOUTOUTS TO…
TWILIGHT133
SAIORSPY
CZGALLAGHER
GALLAGHER ROSE
MISSCULLENGOODE
READING4EVA
SORRY IT HAS TAKEN SO LONG
DISCLAIMED
-----------------------------CAMMIE POV------------------------------------------------------------
THAT was fun. I thought as the car pulled into the schools parking lot. It was the middle of November. We would have to start school in the middle of the year.
Grant was still pouting. His face still looked pink.
I climbed out of the car and walked toward the office. Strange arms wrapped around my waist. I deftly sidestepped, but I did not flip him.
He was 5'7 with spiked hair and a crooked smile, most girls would think that he was hot. But his eyes were cold and cruel. He was obviously a player.
"I'd like to get to know you better." He smiled but his eyes were cold and on my chest.
I snapped my fingers in front of his face. "My face is up here." I informed him.
Zach was beside me in an instant. He was glaring at the boy. "Back off." He said, his voice was velvety and soft. "Now."
"Who are you?" Drawled the boy. By now a crowd of students had gathered. I could see my friends behind me with my mirrored contacts, Grant was whispering to Bex as he held her back.
"He is my boyfriend, you perv." I said to the boy. Zach was vibrating with. I was worried for Mr. Perv here. Zach might very well kill him.
"Not for long." Sang the pervert. "I will steal her very easily.
I snapped. I walked up and slapped him across the face, and when a spy slaps you, it hurts.
He rocked back and cursed.
Zach walked up to him. "Don't ever talk to her or touch her or even look at her again. Trust me, if you do that slap will be the least of you worries."
The boy looked a little scared but only to a spy's eyes. His adams apple bobbed. Then his smirk came back. I liked Zach's better. "Here is my number, call me when you get bored of him." He gestured to Zach. He tried to hand me paper but I ignored it. Zach put his hands on my waist.
"Sorry." I snapped. "I don't call perverts."
I saw with satisfaction that he would have a handprint on his cheek for at least an hour.
Zach and I continued to the office, arm in arm.
The perverts name was Mike, I had seen it on the paper. I didn't glance at the numbers. I didn't want to remember them.
From what I saw, Zach wasn't going to let out of his sight. I smiled at the thought.
THANKS FOR READING,
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PEACE, LOVE, VEGITERIANISM
-ELESARY-
