I'm sorry

Chapter one: the start

The best bad boy to turn good,the worst boy with the worst rep. The challenge waiting to be accepted, the world of opportunity would be opened, if he would just ask those 5 words, and everything will start, the world will spin, the flowers will bloom, and everything good in the world will show, or so she thought. "Will you be my girlfriend?" "You bet I will(;"
Good luck with that.
He had shaggy, greasy hair, fun to mess up because of how ruined it would become, his hair was black, it curled at the ends, his eyes were daggers, his smile was perfect, his lips told lies but it was okay, Bc the feeling I got when I was around him, was the best feeling in the world, it felt like I was the center of the world, like I was being worshiped, like I was a lot more than I seemed. He was the light and he shined on me. Every time I caught his stare I whispered under my breath "Is he really looking at me? HE'S LOOKING AT ME OMG OMG OMG." I'm surprised that boy didn't get weirded out and ask me what was wrong with me, seeing me talk to myself at every glance. When he stared at me, he didn't just stare with blank eyes, he stared passionately, like he would die if he looked away, he looked at me like I was the love of his life, with great admiration, even these words don't fully express how it was and how he looked at me, but I can tell you it was no understatement. We had lots of small talk, that boy was always a mystery, in class he could be quiet and moody, or out going and waving his hand in the air like a dork. He was very smart he just never put the right amount of effort. Everyone knew me and him were a thing, we were the popular couple, everyone's news. He was the star student, everyone knew him and wanted to be his friend. He was always surrounded by people, but he had me around his arm. Me and him were on and off for two years. Yeah we were that kind of couple. You see we were good, but we weren't meant to be. He cheated on me, lots and lots of times, that was basically the reason we broke up so many times, but you see no matter how bad I was treated I came back for more, like a sad puppy. "Why?", You might ask, well because I felt like I couldn't just let him go. I wanted to stay with him as long as I could, even if it did mean I was treated terrible, i look back on it with a smile, I will always. He was a bad dude, I was the good girl. The teachers watched out for their little A student like I was their child. When they heard about me and him, they did not like it, they called up my mom & told her horrible remarks about the boy & that I would get in a lot of trouble with him. Every little thing, they saw us hug or even just messing around with our hands they freaked. It was the worst. However I never held it against him, never hated him. So in this case I was the one to get hurt.. I was the one to fall head over heels. I gave it my all and got pushed in the dirt. me and him still talk to this day, but just small talk. It's okay.