*Pryce's Point of View*
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I stood there frozen and blushing after Blair left. Well, I am honestly still amazed and stunned when she pulled off her helmet earlier and revealed her glowing beautiful face with her brown hair so shiny and straight.
Fuck it! What does that girl have that I can't think or talk straight when she's in front of me? She called me sweetheart today. What's that supposed to mean? I just hope that she's not playing with me. Damn it! She better not be a playgirl.
But I still couldn't get over last night. She could be gay, so, I have a pretty big chance on her. s**t, stop being so gay so early in the morning, Pryce.
“Ms. Winsley, are you alright? Did she bother you?” Leanne asked me worriedly, and the rest of the cheerleaders came to me. They might have witnessed t
