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From a mob of angry people.
I thought if anything a tiger would kill me at least.
How do I start this.
How exactly do I say that I hate this story line in every single plot, way, and form.
Oh, I guess I just said it there.
You can get mad at me for saying that and tell me it's a good story but honestly IT SUCKS.
IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAMN WATTPAD CLICHÉ.
I HATE IT. I'M NOT KIDDING.
I'M NOT JUST SAYING THIS BECAUSE I HATE IT I'M ACTUALLY SHAKING OUT OF ANGER THINKING ABOUT THIS STORY.
A lot has changed for me in the last year and guess what. I don't even write freaking Teen Fiction anymore I'M A FUCKING FANTASY WRITER NOW.
I DON'T EVEN LIKE TEEN FICTION THAT MUCH. LIKE HOT DAMN SUE ME FOR NOT WRITING A STORY I HATE.
I DON'T EVEN LIKE FOOTBALL THAT MUCH 😂😂😂😂
So yeah this is a discontinued story if you haven't figured out. If you want to rant to me it's fine I understand why you would want to. But that's my final statement.
YOU ARE READING
I Stole the Quarterback's Position | DISCONTINUED FOREVER
Teen Fiction"You... you can't play football!" Aaron spat in my face. I wiped the spit off my face and turned to him. "Yes, I can." I said calmly putting my helmet on. "But you're a girl! Girls cheer for us, not play the sport!" He continued. I glared at him...
