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  This is my story account, if you hadn't noticed. My actual account is duncann9. Uhm, I've already started a story on my first account, but it's just getting all mixed up with my quotes, so I decided I'd make a quote account, and this account, the story one.  The story is The Dirty Game. If you wanna know what it's about, read it. Give me feedback, maybe, if you could. Follow if you like it, comment what you think, and fave a chapter or two? I'm kinda nervous when I get feedback, because I'm sccared someone will tell me they don't like the story. But I haven't gotten anyof that feedback yet! :)
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Crazier
The First Chapter
Hunter's POV
Part Eight of The First Chapter
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"She pushed all the boys out of her way, and started trying to get our teacher out. It took her a few minutes, but eventually she got our teacher out.
As he walked out the door, he shouted, "Congratulations! Who opened that door?"
Lindsey raised her hand. The teacher, who had yet to even announce his name, looked at her and smiled.
"You, ma'am are our FFA President. Now, who's going to be your vice president?" He questioned.
She looked around the room, seemingly evaluating each person. She looked like she was actually contemplating this, then turned to the teacher.
"My vice president will be," she paused, "him."
Lindsey pointed in my direction. Why was she doing this? Paying so much attention to me. Talking to me. Making me FFA VP. I barely knew what FFA meant, let alone what the VP did. And I barely knew her."Alright, I'll need your names."
The teacher walked to the board. Lindsey watched him write the words president and vice president on the board before saying, "Lindsey Vali."
After she said that, I seemed to understand what was going on, and noticed I needed to stop it.
"Sir, sorry, I don't know your name, but I really don't know what a VP does."
"Well then, it's time for you to learn. Your name son?"
"Hunter, Rupes." Looked like I wasn't getting out of this one.
"Class, my name is Mr. Wesley. And your FFA President is Lindsey Vali. Your FFA VP is Hunter Rupes."


Crazier
The First Chapter
Hunter's POV
Part Seven of The First Chapter
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"Uh, okay." I hesitantly got out of my seat, and went to the front of the class.
There were a lot of people in this class, many to choose from. I quickly scanned across the room and my eyes landed on her. Lindsey. Alright. This should be easy enough.
"This person, she has brown hair, blonde highlights. It's long and wavy. She has green eyes. She's new, and she's quiet."
"IT'S HER!" an unfamiliar boy shouted, pointing at Lindsey.
"Yeah, it is." I moved back to my seat, as Mrs. Numford chose another victim.
The class went by quickly, the unfamiliar boy, clearly very attentive, answered correctly almost every guess speech. The bell rang loudly, and I went on my way to Ag class. I sat near the middle. When everyone got in the room, the teacher still wasn't there.We started talking, quietly, at first, but go loader as time went by.
10 minutes into class we heard a load banging on the storage closet door. We sat there, for a moment, wondering what it could've been, until we heard it again. A boy got up, probably a sophomore, and tried to open the door. It wouldn't budge. More guys got up to help him, and still couldn't get it open.
Lindsey stood up, "Move it."


Crazier
The First Chapter
Hunter's POV
Part Six of The First Chapter
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"Excuse me," Lindsey, the girl from the office, came up to me, "but do you mind if I sit here."
"Of course not." I got up and pushed the chair away from the table for her.She sat down and I pushed the chair in behind her.
"What are you up to?" She asked.
"Just hacking into Facebook, what I do in my free time." I responded.
She nodded, silently, and grabbed a book off one of the nearest shelves and began reading. We spent our free period together like that, and then walked to 3rd period speech together.
"Good morning class. Welcome to speech. I will be your teacher, Mrs. Numford. To begin off the school year, we are going to have a surprise speech, over someone in this class. Now, here's what you do. You pick a person, and begin to describe them, their personality, their appearance. We, the class, have to figure out who you are talking about."
Great. No friends in this class, who am I going to do this mini-speech over?
"You." Mrs. Numford pointed to me. "You, what's your name?"
"Hunter." I replied.
"You're going first. Get up here. Pick someone. Come on. It's not as bad as it seems."


Crazier
The First Chapter
Hunter's POV
Part Five of The First Chapter
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"The final bell rang, and students hustled to their self chosen seats.
"Role call!" Ms. Voge shouted out, and continued names.
Other students talked quietly as she went down the list and students replied with "here", "present", "gone", "at hand", "available", and even one "you know it sweets".
"Hunter Rupes?" She said, and looked back at me and smiled
"Here ma'am." I replied.
"I'm glad to have you here Hunter." She smiled at me, and continued on with her role call.
When she finished role call, she handed out papers for us to fill out. Some of it was pretty personal.
"When your finished, just drop it on my desk." She announced.
The paper took the majority of class time to fill out, and in no time at all, the bell rang. Students brought the paper up to her desk. I was last to leave, and as I handed her the paper, she looked into my eyes.
"Hunter, you have a good day now. And, feel free to come in when you have a free period."
For the fact, I had a free period right now, but instead of spending it with her, I wanted to spend it in the library. I walked to the library and sat down at a corner table. More people came in and were talking loudly. I pulled out my school laptop, and as I usually did with my free time, hacked Facebook.


Crazier
The First Chapter
Hunter's POV
Part Four of The First Chapter
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"What's so funny, freaks?" I said, walking up to the table.
They continued laughing, not as hard as when I walked up.
Stephen said, between laughs, "They were joking about your girl ambush. Those freshman really seem to love you."
"Oh shut it." I slammed a chair on the floor and sat on it.
The conversation went back to small talk, and class comparison. This was our last year, we had to make the best of it. The bell rang, and all the freshman hurried to their first class. The rest of the classes slowly got up and went to their class. My first class was Health. I walked up 2 flights of stairs and went to the health classroom. Ms. Voge was the teacher. She was probably 24, and as I suspected, all the seniors, and some daring underclassmen, were strategically flirting with her.
"And I assume," Ms. Voge looked at me, "that you are Hunter. I am Ms. Voge. Pleased to meet you."
She reached over and shook my hand. She reeked of too much perfume.
"Yeah, pleased to meet you too. Where do I sit exactly, ma'am?" I looked around the classroom as she stared at me.
She looked confused for a moment, "Oh, seats, yes. Well, you can sit wherever you want. But if we have a problem, you'll have to move your desk up by mine." She said with a smile, seemingly talking to only me.
"Oh, well thank you." I took a seat in the back row.


Crazier
The First Chapter
Hunter's POV
Part Three of The First Chapter
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"Hunter!" a scream came across the commons.It was probably Alecia, or Lexi, or Mary, or maybe a freshman who learned my name from upperclassmen girls.
I looked over, and instead of just seeing one girl coming my way, it was a group of 10 to 15 girls, some new, some girls in my grade, and many in between.
"Yeah, what?" I questioned.
"Hunter, you look great today. Fantastic. What are you doing later?" A freshman asked me.
"Well, I'm hanging out with my friends, after football." I replied.
"Oh." Shotdown.
"But, maybe we could hang out, some other time." I walked away.
The girls sighed and screamed out of joy, while grabbing each other's arm, and jumping around. I continued to find some of my friends I hadn't seen over the summer.
"Hunter! Get over here!" This time a more masculine voice yelled.
I walked to the table where Chris, Stephen, and Beau were sitting, along with a few other friends. They were smiling and laughing, probably about my girl encounter.
"What's so funny, freaks?" I said, walking up to the table.


Crazier
The First Chapter
Hunter's POV
Part Two of The First Chapter
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"Hi, you must be new." I looked over at her again.
"Yeah, I am. I came from Missouri." She said quietly.
I smiled at her as she looked up, "How do you like it here in Chicago?"
"It's okay, a lot different from home though. I, uh, was raised on a farm."
"Never been on a farm." I told her.
"Lindsey, darling, come here for a moment, and let me know if these are all the classes you signed up for." the secretary said.
The girl stood, and moved over to the large computer. She mumbled to herself as she looked at the screen until she finished by saying "Yes, everything seems in order. Thank you."
"Alright, go sit down, and I'll have it printed out in no time."
The girl, Lindsey, moved back near me.
"Lindsey, nice name." I commented.
"Thanks. Lindsey, yeah. What's your name?"
"Oh uh, Hunter. Hunter Rupes."
She paused, unresponsive, for a moment. She looked up to the ceiling, maybe hoping to see what to say up on the tiles.
"Hunter Rupes. What are you doing in here? Don't you already have your schedule?" The secretary commented.
I shook my head, "No ma'am, sorry. Can you please print it out."
"Yes, I suppose I could."
The secretary came around the desk a few minutes later, handing us both our schedules. I caught a glance at Lindsey's, which read that we had 3rd period speech, 4th period Ag, and 8th period American History together. She walked out the door without saying anything, as did I.I walked alone into the commons, where are the new freshman were talking with their friends, excited to be in high school. I remember my first day of freshman year. The boys and I were excited, especially for the older girls.

Crazier
The First Chapter
Hunter's POV
Part One of The First Chapter
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The car rumbled going down the street. It was August 29th, the first day of senior year. The first day of my last year of high school.
"Last year, last year, last year, last year!" Chris chanted.
Beau was driving, warily, as usual.
"Beau, you do realize that we will be late if you don't pick it up to 5 miles an hour." Stephen huffed.
Beau hit the accelerator and the engine roared.
"Do you want it to sound like that?" Beau questioned, while slowing back down to his usual pace.
"If it gets us to school before 8:30, I'm fine with that." Stephen retorted.
Tomorrow, I'm driving. Stephen complains far too much when Beau is driving.
"Don't argue, everything's fine. We won't be late. And Stephen, you'll see that girl you want." I uttered.
Stephen sent a glare my way, "I doubt she even goes to Westbrook."
"Really? Cause the new girls mom works for my dad now. And they were talking all about Westbrook. In fact, she came over for dinner the other night. Didn't catch her name though." Chris pronounced.
Stephen then sent his glare to Chris. When Stephen liked a girl, it was hard to get him off of her. If he had interest, he had interest, and there was no going back from there. In 6th grade he had the biggest crush on Lucy Hamly. She, on the other hand, found him repulsive due to his lack of self care. At that time, Stephen showered rarely.
"I bet Hunter just wants to get to school so he can have millions of girls on his tail, just like last year. All those freshman are gonna love you." Beau mentioned.
So I did have a lot of girls after me, seniors even, though I was just a junior. I was asked many times to both homecoming, and prom, but I said no to every invitation. I may be a chick magnet, but I sure wasn't a player, and I wasn't going to accept one and deny many. I'd rather go solo.
"Whether it's that or not, I want to get to school to get my schedule." I smiled.
Beau laughed, "You know it's only cause of the girls. You could care less about your classes."
"False! I care a lot about classes. Just not as much." I admitted.
"And the truth, will set you free!" Chris shouted dramatically as we pulled into the parking lot.
We all got out of the crappy Chevy, and walked up to the school.
"It's now or never guys." Stephen said, it was the ritual, everyday on the first day.
"8:10, we weren't late." Beau added in.
We walked inside and went our separate ways, Stephen to his locker for his items, Beau to the locker room to check on his football stuff, Chris to his girlfriend, and I went to the office. I walked in and met the new girls gaze, the same one we saw the day on the street. She smiled and looked down, clearly shy, but she was pretty.


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The Way I Loved You

Miranda and Cody have been the closest friends since the 3rd grade. They love each other, but in different ways. To Miranda, they are brother and sister, forever unchangeable. To Cody, they are friends, and sadly, that's all they'll ever be. Miranda has a boyfriend, Justin, who's not so fond of Cody. While Cody is trying to make their friendship more, Justin keeps trying to ruin it.
Sneak Peek
"Cody, what is your problem with Justin?" The wind was blowing through her hair, and the moon was hinting at her blond highlights. "My problem with him? You should know I don't have a problem with him. You should know I have a problem with us. I love you. And you love him." I whispered as she walked away.

Crazier
Hunter was a crazy city boy, with dozens of girls after him. The beginning of senior year is coming up, and Lindsey has just moved to town. She's a southern beauty, raised of the farm, new to the city life after her parents divorced. And with dozens of girls after him, Hunter barely notices Lindsey until a day that she will never forget.
Sneak Peek
We had been together all day. It's surprising what an Ag project can bring you to. "You're kinda crazy, aren't you, city boy?" I asked him as he drove down an old dirt road back to my dads house. "Just a little. But you know what I'm even crazier for?" "What's that?" "You." He replied.

Speak Now
There are 365 days a year, 7 days in a week, 24 hours a day, 60 minutes per hour, 60 seconds per minute. It seems like plenty of time to tell someone something you've always wanted to. But it's not. After the car crash, Skylar lost all memory that she had. She doesn't remember anything, her family, friends, school, or her boyfriend. Matt is desperately trying to get Skylar to remember things from their relationship, before she falls in love with the other guys that are now trying for her.
Sneak Peek
"Skylar. How can you not remember me?" I leaned in closer to her, but she pushed farther away. "Could you not come so close? I don't know you. I'm sorry. Now could you please go get the nurse, I'm not feeling well." "Skylar, listen to me, please. For just a minute. I'm going to tell you what happened-" "Could you please leave? I'm confused. I don't feel well. Please just leave." Skylar began to cry. "Alright, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I love you." I said, as I got up to leave.