Hey! I'm called: "Mr.Player!"

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                                                                     Zakry POV:

                                                            (night before first day of school)

I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night, That tonight's gonna be a good night, That tonight's gonna be a good, good night.

I just couldn't help but agree to the music, because, yes, tonight will be a good night. I am looking around and I just can't help but see all of these beautiful- wait I almost said beautiful, I meant sexy ladies hanging at this amazing club. Let's see which of these ladies are my contenders. Well, all the dark-haired, eyed girls are out, as I like my girls blonde and blue-eyed. I was still searching, looking for anyone, yet no-one in particular. When all of a sudden, I felt this tap on my shoulder.

"Hey!" I turned around. "Wow! Your even hotter than I pictured! So, you looking for a great time" This girl said, winking at me.

"Umm....Depends?"

"On what?"

"Are you going to buy the drinks or do I have to? I replied rudely.

"Well, as long as I don't have to spend any money, i'm willing to do that." she said dumbly.

"Ammm....you know? I'm actually here with someone else, and I need to get them their drinks before they get mad." I said in a rush, needing to get away from her, fast. I fast walked my way to the bar to get myself a drink, I needed some relaxation, and a vodka shot sounded just about right.

"Excuse me? Can I get a shot, vodka, please?" I flirted my way, trying to get a free drink. When I looked up, I got mesmerized in her eyes, they were such a strange colour, purpelish-blue. What was I thinking? I can't fall in love, I mean i'm not even in love, I just love her eyes. Ugh! Stop saying love!

"Sure, one shot, on the house, my treat." she said, with a voice so sweetly and flirtatiously.

"Thanks." She passed me my drink, but with it was a sticky note, and on it said: 'Call me at 977-9456, xxx'. I was seriously confused, so I looked up at the bartender, but she just shook her head, and gesturing with her head, the girl three stools down from me. I looked over at her, and checked her out. Hmmm....not so bad, I still haven't had a girl tonight, and it's depressing me, so i guess she will have to do. I began to walk over to her, when she met me half way. Creepy stalker, or what?

"Hiya, babe!" she said, with a really girly, screechy voice.

"Hey. Listen, let's just dance the night away, and maybe you can come to my house for a 'sleepover', you know what i'm saying doll?" I suggestively said.

She willingly agreed, I mean of course, with my good looks, who would ever refuse me. We didn't really dance the night away, but we did drink the night away, and when we got to my house we just started to kiss, but then one thing led to another, and before I knew it, I was knocked consciously to my sleep.

                                                       'Ring...Ring....the alarm was ringing'

I woke up with a jolt, from that stupid alarm, and I felt a really strong hangover coming over me. I checked to see what the time was, and I got up off my feet with a jolt, when I felt a slight dizziness. I had to get dressed quick or else I was going to be late for my first day of teaching! I looked to the other side of my bed when I realized that girl, I never got her name but I don't really care, was still in my bed. Yikes! I have to get her out of my bed before I leave, who knows what she'll do to me. Probably would want me to take her on a date, which just as a sidenote I never do. I poked her sides, and she woke up. I told her she had to leave, she whined that she didn't want to leave, but I 'persuaded' her to leave and that I would see her sometime soon. It was of course not going to happen. I got dressed in a hurry, not bothering to fix my hair, even though it looked better messy. I got to school before the late bell rang, and hurried to the class I was going to teach, English. When I opened the door, everyone in the classroom hushed up. Well, what can I say? I could make the whole world drop what their doing and stare at me. I was born with good looks, thank god. Time to call the attendance, might as well get to know who I'm going to teach.

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