I wanted him to go far...but not that far

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No..do not take my story and or idea...or I will seriously hurt you...now you dont want to hurt my feelings do you?

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"Come on Nevaeh just dial already!" Samara my best friend begged. They all wanted me to dial this random number. Do I want to get raped before I even turn seventeen?

"What are we in like fifth grade you guys really lets do something normal sixteen year olds do on a Friday night, like go to the movies or a party.

"No!" She yelled. "Now dial or I will give you a sharpie mustache in your sleep that won’t come off for a week."

"Fine but if it’s the creepy old guy from down the street again I'm going to have to kill you guys." I said rolling my eyes. I dialed the number and listened.

"Yo what’s up Gray man here?" A sexy and all too familiar voice said. I was speechless. And totally freaking out on the inside. What do I say!

"Hello is anyone there?" He asked.

"Umm yeah sorry this is Nevaeh." I smacked my forehead why did I just say my name! "Sorry I dialed the wrong number.

"Oh... it’s okay bye now." Was that disappointment i heard in his voice? "Baby come back to bed." I heard a winy female voice in the background. "Hold on babe I’ll be there in a second."

"B-bye sorry to interrupt." Oh my god did I really just say that!

He chuckled. "Bye now Nevaeh."

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"Three words girls." I said in a threatening voice.

They giggled "Who was it?" ruby asked.

"You’re all dead! I can’t believe you made me call Grayson!"

"Wait THE Grayson?" One of them said.

"Yeah THE FRICKEN GRAYSON!" I said with more butterflies in my stomach then actual anger. I was going to hear something on Monday.  Grayson is the schools top notch guy he is a god, but a jerk. He has long blonde hair, and blue eyes typical all American boy look, but muscular…oh and that body!