bad boy kisses (completed) ✔

| Prologue |

"Remember, everything will be alright. We can meet again somewhere. Somewhere far from here."

-Sign of the Times by Harry Styles

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Life had been always so hard for me. From going to school to getting good grades, to not having a lot of crowd of 'friends' to surround me to my life in home which was so tiring and hard.

Hi, I'm Sophia Clarke, a 16 year old girl who is a practical geek, with big black frame glasses and braces of black in my mouth.

Sometimes they come in multi colours too.

I'm the least you could define as a girly girl. I like to play games unlike any of the female population in the world and yes, I'm an online gamer.

Wohoo! #1 in the entire world when it came to women. But again, no girl ever plays video games, I was bound to be number one, no?

So, yeah, I'm Sophia. I guess I said that already.

Thud, thud, thud.

A loud noise and I was thumped to my floor the next moment, rolling over and falling from the bed. My face hits the floor and I immediately groan.

Jeez, so grown up of me.

Okay, that was my alarm. I looked at it but no luck, I couldn't see anything. Now, where did I put my glasses?

Reaching over to the bed's other side, I grabbed my glasses and saw the clock sitting on the drawer. What the heck! It's 7 already! No freaking way!

I quickly go to the bathroom and hit the shower, the water was so hot that I screamed on top of my lungs, "Ahhhhhhhhh!" I yelled, closing my eyes. This was so likely for me, yet so unlikely for a girl to do such clumsy deeds.

"Oh my god...that hurts." Before you know it, I'm seated on the cold marble floor of the bathroom thinking about myself. "Why am I like this?" I say, perfectly aware that no one is listening to me.

Why can't I be...normal? Just why do I have to be like this? So non-girlish?

Actually be like those girls who thought of what hairstyles they'll opt for when they'll go to school. Or those girls who matched lip gloss colours with their skin tone. Those girls who actually did makeup?

Why? Because I was Sophia...The first. (Congratulations if you understood that)

I realise that it's no use crying over and over, again and again for what I will never become so I should just maybe accept the way I am. 'Cos you know, I'll never be that way.

Turning the shower on once again, I slowly stepped inside and yes, that was way better because I didn't have to shout or even scream.

You know the thing you do with your head when you poke it in the shower when the water's cold, yep, that's what I did.

And bloody hell, it worked.

I came out with a towel wrapped across my body. I quickly examined myself in the mirror. Wait, where are my glasses? I can't see a thing without them, unless I'm wearing contacts.

Putting on my glasses, I looked at myself.

My jet black hair was in messy waves, indicating that I had to trim my hair. My eyes were as usual, the big pale blue orbs, my eyes were the only thing I liked about myself.