You Get Me So High Novels & Stories

You used to like it when you call, we would stay up all night You said that I'm yours and I said that you′re mine You send me lil' kisses and your pretty lil' hearts you blow my mind, mmm Nobody else just me and my B-A-E and we K-I-SS-I-N-G ooh Come give it to me one more time Ah, yeah, o tlwe, now I remember back in high school Nna le wena fela yeah ole ma baby boo ′Cause you ma man crush every day Lege baka re we a match made in he′ll You know that we don't care LMAO, baby ke dibala goet I told you gore BRB ′cause I still want you boo Bojalwa we, bosigo botlhe it's the only truth Tlase ga ditlhare lamzanyana ′cause that's how we do You used to like it when you call, we would stay up all ni

I let them see through me quick, like lightening no matter how bad it may be because they are the only ones I trust. " everybody grab your junks and let's play " he usher. looks like he's the MC of this partyyyyy. " there's ice cream in the freezer. " he whispers in my ear " thanks " I grab it along with chips and chocolate. my eyes quickly catch the bowl of homemade bacon on the table. I grab that too scurrying to the sitting room where everybody's seated on the floor with one or two snacks.

I laugh and say, "Ha-ha Let's go. We have the get-together at Ava's and we have a party to attend tomorrow and we need our beauty sleep before the Dinner and Gala." We open the door and sit inside. While she is busy starting the car engine, I switch on my bluetooth and connect it to the speaker and start playing Taylor Swift's latest album. We drive away, singing loudly and jamming to the song. I roll down the window, allowing the cold wind to enter. I look outside, admiring the beauty of my neighbourhood and I repeat to myself that everything I achieved is definitely due to the hard work I put in. I couldn't help but think to myself,

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“M, wake up! I need you and I am waiting for you. You have ten minutes. Fifteen, if your mother left something for breakfast, and you bring some for me.” “Okay, okay!” I stretched, but relaxed and closed my eyes again. “M, I am in the truck,” he stated, and in a second I was on my feet and staring through my window. “Damn, M” I hit behind my curtains when I saw him looking at me from his truck across the street. “Just… Give me…Yeah, fifteen.” “No makeup needed, pretty,” he ordered. “I want you as you are.” My jaw dropped, as my heart imagined him “wanting me”, not just waiting for me to go out. I ended the call, feeling how my breathing changed again.

The air in the Neural-Link Bar was thick enough to choke on. The bass from the dance floor felt like a physical assault, but it was nothing compared to the silence radiating from Jaxson Vane. He stood at the edge of the booth, his silhouette cutting through the violet steam like a jagged blade.

Mom opened her mouth to say something, but the tech team suddenly erupted in cheers. "We got it! It's all exported!" Mom froze in shock. Under everyone's gaze, a clear, soft voice rang out from the recording, yet it spoke the most poisonous words. "I'll give you three million dollars to abduct Matilda. That bitch Judith has plenty of money, so you should use Matilda to extort her first. Once you get the cash, you may only kill her after you've had your fun. That way, you'll get both the money and the pleasure. It's a good deal, no?

Sophie POV Today is my first day on my new school. I feel so lucky and confused at the same time. Lucky because, the owner of the University, personally called me and offered me a scholarship. And that is also the reason on why I am confused, because I haven’t passed my application letter or my documents in this University. How come she knew me and personally contacted me to offer me a scholarship to their University?

"I won't let you." Marcus smiled, a slow and cruel twist of his lips as he leaned forward - the USB drive clutched tightly in his hand. "Oh, but I already have," he purred, his eyes glinting with a predatory hunger. "You see, Cassandra... you've always been so predictable. So easy to manipulate and control. But now... now I finally have the one thing that can guarantee your obedience... no matter what you might think or feel."

The stage lights flashed in time with the drums, and the crowd screamed as if their lives depended on that song. Kate was in pure bliss, recording everything on her phone and jumping as if every chord were a gift. I let myself go along with it, even though the music wasn’t exactly my style; I preferred to look around, feel the place's vibration, the wave of energy rolling over us. I’ll admit that, for a moment, I caught the fever too. After several songs, Kate shouted in my ear,