(12) The Female
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I sit up at the new voice that answered me. I gape at the beautiful woman in front of me with her cascading blonde locks and hazel eyes that has the thickest eyelashes I’ve ever seen. She’s wearing a tight white dress that hugged her curves from the wideness of her hips and the size of her chest.
I couldn’t believe that someone looking like her would be on the football field of a random high school. The collar of her dress dipped low showing me her pristine swan like neck with her perfect tan. She stands there in her heels and I wondered how she can walk through the field like that.
“W-What?” I ask, my eyes still looking at her beauty. She looks like a girl in magazines rather than someone who is real.
She purses her lips with the red lipstick. Her eyes shown de
