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~Coming soon~

But here's a start.

Love is a lie. Its like a lying game, that keeps guys entertained. It's what I think it is.
That's why I stick to one thing I love the most...soccer.

The entertainment and makes me feel the queen. Which is by the way my nickname at my school, "The Soccer Queen". That's who I am and ever will be. I am Cythina Jay, '5 5" have dark midnight brown hair, dark ember-ish black with green iris eyes and light caramel skin.

I have only been playing soccer just last year. But I got so good at it that people started to call me 'The Soccer Queen.' Soccer is my hobby...except boys aren't. I have never had a boyfriend in my life. Sixteen now and still doesn't have a guy. I'm sporty well only in soccer, plus popular with my teammates, not at school. I'm not also a party animal type. I had my title ever since and no worries about someone taking my title.

Until I met HIM. The new kid at my grade... James. New, sporty yet now the number one popular hottie at my school. How? I don't know how many girls drool over him, except for me. I knew one thing. He's trying to take my title, I'm not going to let him through.

Right now I'm at school walking to my 3rd block class while holding arms full of textbooks.

"Ohh...James, your so...strong." I heard Trica said to James. I saw James getting annoyed by Trica's hair twirling. I felt like I wanted to puke when I heard Trica say that.

He just sighed quietly but I could still hear it. "Look, Trica I just want to stay as friends. Nothing more, nothing less." A second before James finish, Trica slapped him across the face. The sound bounce off the walls so everyone could hear. 'Ounch' I thought to myself. James just ignore her and walked pass me to go to Mr. Fox's class. Which is by the way also my 3rd block class. Meaning he is in my class, together, an hour of pain with him. I mean pain...I mean a class to learn wonderful new things. Is that better? Yes? Cause I couldn't think anything of better to say.

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I will never write LIKE THIS again! James is one my bestfriend's crush, actually I DOn't know a James! =3

Chapter 1

~James's POV.~

I new at this school and I'm already harass by tons of girls just in the hallways! What the heck (sorry, 'heck isn't really swearing though) is wrong with them?!

I notice there was a girl in my grade that doesn't go gaga over me. What was her name again? I know it starts with Cy...Cyt, oh never mind!

She is really pretty well I think see is. Cyt or something has long dark brown hair and dark green eyes that shine like jewels.

Weird, I actually sound like I'm in love...

Anyways, I heard from the guys that she's the best soccer player in this school. Which is not true, I am. That her nickname is 'The Soccer Queen' and she barley has even one friend.

If that's her nickname than beat it.
I'm still the best soccer player in this school.
Don't believe me?
Then I'll prove it, to EVERYONE
Who's the best in this town.
Watch out Cy..-Cyt-OH Whatever her name is....
I'm going for your title

*DIINNGG*
'Oh curd!' I'm late for class...Mr.Fox's class. Or what I should say Mr. Frog's class. Wait...isn't Cy-Cyt in my class? Oh this is going to be great!

Chapter 2

~Cythina's POV.~

I walk into Mr. Fox's class, he was going the usual. Looking at some frogs so he'll know which is tastier.

Disgusting.

Everyone barely look at me when I walk through the doors. I sat down in my regular back corner seat, and the bell rang. I continue to read, till there was a giant "BALM!" at the wooden door. I turned my head to see...James.

~Jame's POV.~

I was running down the hallways using full speed, and with a group of teachers, cheerleaders, or just plain girls chasing me. I finally made it to Mr. Fox's class, well if you would count blaming your head on the wooden door. Mr Fox heard, and actually opened the door for me. "Ahh, Mr. James Hollister. Thank you for being late."

I walk in to the class room searching for Cyt. Back corner, facing back to Mr. Fox "No you should thank me for actually being in this room." Everyone hollered, laughing on the floor, I put a devilish smirk at the old "frog."

He glare at me, "would you want to thank me, for you going to the detention room?" Mr. Frog asked while handing me a yellow slip of paper. I took the slip not caring, I had a bunch of these.

"Thank you, now I can add another yellow slip of paper to throw into the garbage can. Oh and tell me, which frog you ate this morning?" Mr. Frog stood quietly heading back to his desk, everyone kept laughing their butts off. While I went to seat the back corner where Cyt. is siting.

Chapter 3

~Cythina POV.~
I watch as James back talked the teacher. Funny, but I would never do anything like that or laugh at it. I tried to ignore the morons, easier word dummies laughing. I can never focus reading with loud noise in the background. Like when my little sister Jamie puts her stereo full volume of Justin Bieber's song "Baby". I swear not really swearing, swearing but I know all for the lyrics NOT by heart, by annoyance.

You know you love, I know you care

Just shout whenever, and I'll be there

You are my love, you are my heart

And we will never, ever, ever be apart

Are we an item? Girl, quit playing'

"We're just friends," what are you saying?

Said "There's another," and looked right in my eyes

My first love broke my heart for the first time

And I was like baby, baby, baby, oh

Like baby, baby, baby, no

Like baby, baby, baby, oh

I thought you'd always be mine, mine

Baby, baby, baby, oh

Like baby, baby, baby, no

Like baby, baby, baby, oh

I thought you'd always be mine, mine

For you, I would have done whatever

And I just can't believe we're here together

And I wanna play it cool, but I'm losin' you

I'll buy you anything, I'll buy you any ring

And I'm in pieces, baby fix me

And just shake me "Till you wake me from this bad dream"

I'm goin' down, down, down, down

And I just can't believe my first love won't be around

And I'm like baby, baby, baby, oh

Like baby, baby, baby, no

Like baby, baby, baby, oh

I thought you'd always be mine, mine

Baby, baby, baby, oh

Like baby, baby, baby, no

Like baby, baby, baby, oh

I thought you'd always be mine, mine

When I was 13, I had my first love

There was nobody that compared to my baby

And nobody came between us who could ever come above

She had me going crazy, oh I was starstruck

She woke me up daily, don't need no Starbucks

She made my heart pound

I skip a beat when I see her in the street

And at school on the playground

But I really wanna see her on a weekend

She know she got me dazin' 'cause she was so amazin'

And now my heart is breakin' but I just keep on sayin'

Baby, baby, baby, oh

Like baby, baby, baby, no

Like baby, baby, baby, oh

I thought you'd always be mine, mine

Baby, baby, baby, oh

Like baby, baby, baby, no

Like baby, baby, baby, oh

I thought you'd always be mine, mine

I'm all gone

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Now I'm all gone

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Now I'm all gone

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Now I'm all gone, gone, gone, gone

I'm gone

For those who like him, you're welcome. If you don't...sorry for causing you guys pain. I kind-of like him, not a huge fans like most girls. Sure, he's cute just not really my type of guys. To tell you the truth, don't tell anyone. My type is mostly guys like...James. *fake gasps* coming from you reading this. Wait, who are you anyways and how can you read my mind? Or am I just talking to myself? Weird....
A little bit
Too weird...
Oh no, he's walking over to me!!! WHHYYY???!! What should I do??? Say "hi" no, no, too stupid! Pretend to read and not to give eye contract? Yupp!! I know, NOT the BEST plan I got. -.-

Chapter 4 Where the games begin!

~Still Jame's Pov.~

"I know you're pretending to read." I said in a monotone as she slowly put the book down a smirk grew on my face.

"oh." Was her simple reply.

"Stupid.." I muttered quietly. Turn my head to the other side where a blond bimbo wink at me.

"what?" She asked with a dumb look on her face.

"Huh?" I pretend to be a clueless moron. I saw her shake her head, lips mouthing a "never mind". So! Bored! Think James how to make this fun? Oh...a bet! "I'm better at soccer than you."

Her dark ember-ish black with green iris eyes quickly met with my dark brown eyes. A second later I thought I saw fiery flames flaming in her kind, pure eyes. "What?!" I never seen her like this before. Like something in her soul just snapped. An innocent angel so pure, turned into an devil who's eyes can kill a person into pieces.

Keep it cool James, Be brave, QUIT being such a pasty. "Am so.."

"Are not."

"So..."

"NOT!"

"Want to make a bet?" I offer trying to stop her and from my ears bleeding. It literary shut the hell up with her. Also her devil's eyes turn back to a wimpy angel's, just like how I like it. Wait? WHAT? Just how I like it?

It took her a belief minute before answering, "ok. What kind of bet?"

What kind of bet James? What kind. "Bet is who ever-"

*DDDDDDDDDDDiiIIIIIINNnnnGGGG!!!*

Really?! WTF bell? I focus back to Cyt. who was leaving. "WAIT!" Cyt. stopped walking and stare at me once again. "Meet me at gym. We'll talk."

Impressum

Widmung:
People who like soccer. =3 Sorry if something about some stuff about soccer is wrong, I don't play the sport. =D *Using the word crub instead if swearing, for young readers. DON'T get mad if you actually like swear words, please pay attention not trying to be a goody-two-shoes. JUST being polite to the young readers* =3 Caution: May actually have a few swearing but not a ton. Sorry about that. I'm trying to get at least 15 favorites so I can write a second book! So please like this book! I don't know when its going to come out, maybe after this book is finish =3

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