When the player's in the game, running is the only way away.

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When the player's in the game, running is the only way away.

Running was the only thing on my mind at the moment. The burn in my legs and the need to go faster than ever. The only way away from everything in your path.

My name is Eclaire Michaels. I'm your average 5'7, 16 year old teenage girl facing the well known high school problem. I Have dark brown hair that flows to the middle of back in a V layer. I have plain brown eyes, nothing like glowing emerald green eyes or piecing blues ones... just plain brown ones and even more plain with the normal body curves and stuff.. yeeep... boring in my mind.

What is this well known high school problem?

It's the outrageously gorgeous school PLAYEEEER!

YAY! ... I mean... Noooo....

But anyway there is no waay I'm ever gonna be friends or "hang out" or ahem.. wink wink nudge nudge with a player

My sacred rule. :D

Back to the story.

Running takes your mind off everything. My running need started at school.

"Eclaire? You there?" Sandra my extra super duper kooolies friend said while waving her hand in front of my face.

Sandra is weeeally nice and smart and pretty. She has shoulder length black hair and a cute side fringe. She also has brown eyes (: She 5'6 and is probably the smartest person I know. *soo jealous*

"Huh? What? Did I miss something?" I embarrassingly answered.

"Yeah you dope! "The player" coming this way! And he seems to be looking at YOU!"

"Your such a liar.. You really think a player would fall for someone as boring as me? NO... never and never will!" I shrugged, cleaned off my ugly as school uniform, and walked to the toilet. I knew Sandra would find my no matter what, what are friends for?

As I walked my way towards the toilets, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I instantly turned around and almost fell over, due to my un-needed, overly fast reaction. I was expecting to find the ground to smash my face into my head, it never came. Instead I smashed into someone's hard as rock chest.

"Someone must be working out a little tooo much" I mentally thought.

When I looked up I saw the most amazing face.

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