School! I hate school! At least its Friday , i guess. My Alarm clock rung so i got up. took a shower and got ready. Did my hair and make-up and ate breakfeast. Its six in the morning, i had to go to my bus stop. This time with my secret boyfriend. Well, kinda secret. My dad and mom made me "break up" with him, so thats exactly what i did.Anyways, he lives right down the street from me. "Niall James Horan <3 02.03.009" thats what my notebook says. We've been dating for almost two years.I love it when he calls me beautiful. I walk out the door. "Rikki, wait up!" My irish boyfriend yelled. So I stopped. He caught up with meand we hugged. I giggled like I always do, and we held hands. We stood there for about ten, twenty, maybe even thirty minutes and nothing came. "Niall, if we missed the bus, I cant go home, my parents would kill me!" I said Frantically. "don't worry Rikki, you can come to my house!"
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My Life With An Irish Boy
FanfictionRikki, a poor defensless eighth girl forced to break up with her first true love! She is forced upon many decisions and has made many mistakes. are there still more to come??
