he was a bad boy.
at least, that's what everyone called him.
girls dripping off his shoulders, guys shooting him glares from every direction. it was a never ending cycle of people loving or hating him.
there was this one girl ...
she was special.
that's you.
but you never knew.
you were too busy worrying about your life and your needs to notice that he wanted to be more than just a sleeping-buddy.
he wanted you to see him as a person.
a u t h o r s n o t e
i've actually finished writing this story in one day. bless my heart, i need a life. quick updates!!! and i've notice the repetitive problem for these people ... kind of weird how similar everyone's problem is, but it's quite different because of the memories and effect on the people.
jackie
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Bad Boys
Short Storyr e a d nice guys b e f o r e y o u r e a d t h i s. nice guys finish last but bad boys finish first only because they're chased down. # some high rank in s h o r t s t o r y
