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PROLOGUE
"You have a type, Jake?" Bridget scrunched her nose, imagining the impossibility in that fact,
"Yes, doesn't everybody?"
"Uh, yeah but dude-" Bridget gave a little laugh "And what is your type?" she asked.
"A sweet, simple and soft girl but those are not the qualities Amanda possesses, rather she possess the opposite. Your friend Amanda is too rigid, just like you and that daddy's little girl, Elena. I can at least manage Elena."
"Are you kidding me?"Amanda could hear her inside voice yell, feeling insulted.
"What!!" Bridget exclaimed angrily, clutching her fist tight under the table as she tried to calm down.
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SEE ME ✔ CHAPTER ONE
***Walking down the hall of Sultan high with her two best friends, Amanda just couldn’t believe it was her final year in high school. She thought about everything she’ll miss.She took a stop at the school fame wall, watching herself in the picture holding the trophies she had ever won for the school. She remembered her glory days, how she had led her cheerleading team, the sultan’s flower through championship and claimed the price. But there was a lot on her mind, like the state championships coming up soon and other stuff she thought her friends won’t understand but most importantly, her forever crush, Jake Bush.Jake had been the only thing clouding Amanda’s head, aside Yale University. She talked about him at every given oppor
SEE ME ✔ CHAPTER TWO
At cheerleading practice, the three girls sat exhausted on their favorite bench, taking a break from practice in preparation for the state championship.“I wonder why Mr. Quinn asked just that guy and mandated it on everyone else” Bridget complained. “I wonder why he refused” added Elena. “I guess when he heard Amanda was Miranda, he froze in fire” Bridget said figuratively. “Brid, I’m not sure anyone can freeze in fire” Elena voiced, confused at Bridget's expression. “Uh, that’s the idea. Ask Mr. Quinn” she replied. Bridget words shocked Amanda as she exclaimed, “What!”“Are u surprised? You haven’t shown an atom of niceness in school, I guess he’s scared of you” Bridget continued.“I don’t need to prove or show anything, I have you guys. And I don’t care about what he thinks of me.
SEE ME ✔ CHAPTER THREE
*********It was a beautiful morning, a beautiful morning indeed, especially for Amanda. Resting her back on her locker, smiling down on the piece of paper she was holding. Unknowingly to her, she had maintained that position for thirty minutes. She took a break from her reading and glanced at her used to be mum's brown leather watch, which she inherited. Returning her gaze again to the love letter which she held, she immediately realized as she quickly looked at her watch again."Oh shit, Mr. Quinn will be so pissed," she said. She quickly kept the paper inside her back, locked her locker and dashed to the theater.
SEE ME ✔ CHAPTER FOUR
Amanda and Bridget left together to the school field where they used for their cheer leading practice.They sat on a long bench with there eyes staring at nothing. Silent, listening to the chattering of students who were at a distant.“I broke up with Max.” Bridget Pierced through the silence between them.“What!" Amanda exclaimed, turning to glance at her friend who was still looking straight ahead. “Why? I mean, you guys were the highlight of romance when he was still at Sultan High and even when he went to College. I remember I always and still wish I was in your shoes.”“Amanda, you won’t fit in these shoes. Besides, if wishes were horses, beggars will ride on it.”“Ok, please tell me what happened.”This time facing Amanda, she said. “Babe, I’m picking the pieces of my shattere
SEE ME ✔ CHAPTER FIVE
“Mark! No mistakes this time. Go over your lines again.” Mr. Quinn ordered“Yes sir.” he replied“Amanda, are you ready?” Mr. Quinn asked“Yes I am,” she replied“Very good then, let’s begin.”FERDINANDOh most dear mistress, The sun will set before I shall dischargeWhat I must strive to doMIRANDAIf you’ll sit down,I’ll bear your logs the while. Pray give me that;I’ll carry it to the pile.
SEE ME ✔ CHAPTER SIX
Tonight was one of the nights Mrs. Tonia Robertson prepares dinner for both families. Amanda and Bridget helped set the table while the men sat in the living room watching football.“Men, they love sport. If you allow them, they can watch it forever and forget about everything else.” Tonia, Bridget mom said. Dropping a large bowl of rice at the middle of the table.Both girls laughed at her humor.“My dad pretends he hears us whenever we ask for anything when he’s watching the game. He grant us his permission, every time. Just to get rid of us.” Amanda said laughing again.“You see what I mean? Eric is the worst when he’s watching the game. He keeps yelling like the team is in the living room with him." Tonia added."Exactly, that too." Amanda concurred"But You shouldn’t take advantage of your dad lik
SEE ME ✔ CHAPTER SEVEN
*********The long anticipated day was finally here and the Sultan champions were rushing out of the school bus into the school hallway, letting out a victory cry. Amanda and Bridget held high the giant cup, flaunting their achievement to all of Sultan high while Elena announced its entry. This was the greatest moment Amanda had anticipated for a long time and now, it had come to past in her time as the Cheer Captain of the Sultan's Flower.“Coach Susan!” Amanda called leading her squad to where their coach stood talking to Principal Gregory. And when they got closer to Susan, Amanda and Bridget, handed the cup to her.“Oh, my girls!” she exclaimed ecstatically, collecting the cup from both girls
SEE ME ✔ CHAPTER EIGHT
The news of Elena's mom shocked Amanda and Bridget. Digesting this new information was quite unsettling for both girls.“Sharon? What does she want this time, doesn’t she like, have a new family now?” Amanda asked infuriated.“Yes she does. Do you remember what happen the last time she came?” she asked, checking if they could still recall the event that transpired when Sharon last visited.“Huh, yeah that should be three years ago.” Bridget replied, vaguely remembering what actually happened. Scratching her forehead gently, she said “She came by to return all the photos she had of you which was wired because every mother should want to keep something of their child as a memento."“Not my mom. She said I look so much like my dad and looking at me reminds her of him. This annoys her more than life itself, so she told me. She wants nothing to do wit
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