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him with my mouth gaping open like a fish, wh

han Synclair looked at me con

ice. So I cleared my throat and tried again. "It

Wait...Bellevue?" Realization finally dawned in his eyes a

on't call me th

that god awful name!"

manly and even more drop dead gorgeous. His midnight black hair was cut short unlike in high school where it was up to his shoulders. He used to rock the 90’s rocker vibe and everyone was here for it. He still had an athletic body from his soccer d

as well. When our eyes finally met, something crossed within me; a sudden sensati

married yet?" I asked, curious about his fi

fused which led me to gape at him ye

ght you guys would be married with at least 5 kids by the way you guys used to fuck!

e nerdy nummy of our class changed so much?" Nathan asked with a raised eyebrow. “You used to be too

matter-of-factly and sudden

fice completely drenched. "Why haven't you changed into somethi

as Tiffany." I

remember everyone's name

your bullies. It makes revenge all t

ore you get pneumonia. My chauffer will send you off. And next time

eason for being here in the fi

unday. You'll be joining from Monday

n just a minute!

qualifications. Besides, you're the only one who hasn't come here expecting to be upgraded to Mrs. Synclair," he spoke with a sou

k you." I told

s chair and helped me up. "God, you're freezing. Get

was right; if I didn’t take a warm bath upon reaching home then I’m definitely gonna be sick.

Moore will help you in case you need anything." He opened his office door to reveal a

ly to Roan and then turned

ee from the cafeteria just before I arrive. N

he would pay me a few bucks for lunch and now I had a feeling that coffee was just the beginning. Was this

gave him my best megaw

s B

gest high school bully, doesn’t me