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I am Jock

We’re waiting for the bell to ring so we can go to 6th hour. Why was I cursed with this late 3rd lunch?We stand around in a huge group in the front hall. Brit and Cooper are making out. She is such a slut, she was making out with Derek last week. I can’t believe Cooper actually likes her. Well, he probably doesn’t, actually. My girlfriend is being kind of clingy today. My arm’s around her waist but she keeps on demanding my attention. I kiss her nose as she interrupts Jake’s story, for the 5th time, and tell her to hush a minute. She explodes, “Excuse me?I was trying to tell you something!.”
She crosses her arms and turns away. Jake rolls his eyes at me as I wrap my arms around her, trying to coax her to forgive me for, oh yeah, trying to listen my by best friend! She can be such a moron. She eventually gives me a flirty smile and kisses me. I sigh, why does she have to be such an amazing kisser?
Sometimes I wish I wasn’t a jock, it always seems so fake. God it’s fun, but it just doesn’t seem right.

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