*Sydney Roswell’s POV*
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“You are welcome, Sydney, but… I have just saved you from being targeted for a truth or dare game from the silly, assholeric high school kids. Do you know what I’m saying? The ones in the popular groups… jerks, I mean jocks, those cheerleaders, and Nadia Seymour’s clique. They were playing upstairs.” OJ told me proudly, making me look at her while we walked on the street, and I wondered why she would do it.
“Why so?” I curiously asked her, putting both my hands in my jacket’s pockets, and she smiled so wide at me.
“Well… You know Nathan Jones, right?” She asked, which made me raise an eyebrow and answered, “Yeah, that jerk basketball player and playboy?”
“Exactly! Now, he was dared by Pauline to kiss you. That was why I was in a hurry to ask you to go home w
