Game Over
Four guys start a love game. Four girls have to try to survive as they are Players in this game.
Valentine was on the move. What was once just a simple, addicting dream, now turned into a well planned, reality jerking fantasy about to come true.
Watching and waiting. His starting plan. Valentine was enjoying every minute of it. He couldn't wait until the game actually began. He'd been waiting and watching for months now. how much longer does he have to keep his distance?
"We will know the perfect time." The Prince said. Was this the perfect time?
Valentine was parked in the crowded lot by Wal-Mart. At about 3:23, she walked through the automatic doors and headed for her smashed up jeep. Bless her heart. He felt like buying her a new car, but he'd have to wait on that.
Asia Hutchson. A Beautiful white, 19 year old girl who was struggling to make money. Did she know that He's been watching her? That he's been studying her? Fantasizing her?
Of course she didn't. That would be impossible. Valentine was Perfectly careful.
Asia wore her hair back into a messy bun today. Her straight, blond hair showed no sign of sweat in this hot summer day. Her figure was mind-blowing. She wore battered Holy Jeans and a worn out Happy Bunny shirt that said "You have to pay for my attention". Asia's smile shone brighter than the sun.
She was Valentine's type. Beautiful, smart, and struggling to make a living. Yet, keeping a smile on her pretty face.
Just his type; perfect for his plan.
"Asia," he sighed to himself. "Congrats. I chose you. You're the perfect girl, for the perfect Fantasy."
Watching and waiting. His starting plan. Valentine was enjoying every minute of it. He couldn't wait until the game actually began. He'd been waiting and watching for months now. how much longer does he have to keep his distance?
"We will know the perfect time." The Prince said. Was this the perfect time?
Valentine was parked in the crowded lot by Wal-Mart. At about 3:23, she walked through the automatic doors and headed for her smashed up jeep. Bless her heart. He felt like buying her a new car, but he'd have to wait on that.
Asia Hutchson. A Beautiful white, 19 year old girl who was struggling to make money. Did she know that He's been watching her? That he's been studying her? Fantasizing her?
Of course she didn't. That would be impossible. Valentine was Perfectly careful.
Asia wore her hair back into a messy bun today. Her straight, blond hair showed no sign of sweat in this hot summer day. Her figure was mind-blowing. She wore battered Holy Jeans and a worn out Happy Bunny shirt that said "You have to pay for my attention". Asia's smile shone brighter than the sun.
She was Valentine's type. Beautiful, smart, and struggling to make a living. Yet, keeping a smile on her pretty face.
Just his type; perfect for his plan.
"Asia," he sighed to himself. "Congrats. I chose you. You're the perfect girl, for the perfect Fantasy."
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