beneath the mask 7
i stomped back to my fuming. i hit the walls on my way to my room, leaving some slight cracks. As soon as i reached my room, i slamed the door behind me and dived into my bed. i grabbed a pillow and buried my head in it. I hate him. That stupid hotti potti prince. Just because he's a prince does not mean he have to be jerk!! A prince, of all people... more > (3 pages)
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