The Bad boy's Fall

Fallen Crest Highschool Profile:

The Bad Boy

Name: Samuel Michaels

Age: 18

Position: Quarterback

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Blonde

Height: 6'2

Hobbies: Surfing. Football. Party. Girls

Likes: Girls. Girls. Girls. Party. Sports

Dislikes: Boring. Clumsy. Nerds - a.k.a Marlee Clarkson

Fallen Crest Highschool Profile:

The Nobody

Name: Marlee Clarkson

Age: 17

Eyes: Hazel

Hair: Brown

Height: 5'7

Hobbies: Writing. Singing. Reading a book and every activities that include indoors.

Likes: Candies. Books. Music. Puppies. Photography

Dislikes: Loud. Arrogant. Egocentric. Jerks - a.k.a Samuel Michaels

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I hate the way how our school basically praised people like Sam Michaels. Anyways, if you didn't know him let me brief you the basics. He is the school's Quarterback, and I hate to admit this but he is also extremely good-looking, he's a dream come true from every girls' fairytale. Like literally, I mean everyday he looks like a Prince charming who just stepped out from a fairytale book.

He used to be my buddy, my mate, my bestfriend. We used to be like twins. But I guess once popularity came knocking down your door you would leave everything behind just to grasp the opportunity.

The moment we started Highschool that's when people started to notice him, and it all gotten worst when he joined the football team. He started getting fan clubs and creepy admirers then the next morning the whole town knew about his existence.

During the first two years of his popularity I stayed beside him, though sometimes people would question our friendship. but in all honesty we really just treated each other like siblings. Nothing more- Nothing less.

Okay fine, I have to admit I had fallen for him like all those pathetic girls swooning over him. but can you blame me? we spent everything together, grew up and been together through ups and downs and considering our families we're extremely close. Everything is just out of my control.

It started when we were six and he found me when I was lost on a playground (I swear I've a seen fireworks that day I'd laid my eyes on him), and as a six year old I've always believed he's my knight in shining armor and I'm her damsel in distress, he treated me like a princess and everywhere he went, I'm always there.

Until that very day when he made that decision.

I can't blame him if he had chose popularity over me. He never really pushed me away but I'm not dumb enough to know he is slowly fading away from me. Who am I kidding, he's not even mine from the first place.

So I let him go. I started making decisions why I can't hang out with him. Those were pretty lame excuses, but he'd let me on my way.

He may not pushed me away. But he sure as well didn't fight to keep me either.

I do understand his decision, but that doesn't mean I'm not hurt. He honestly have no idea how he fucking hurt me from that moment. But at the same time I also hated myself for getting too damn attached to him. I pretended to be okay with it and disappeared from his life. He won't need someone like me in his world and I certainly don't need him.

And now I'm done moping, tables have turned and it's time to make my move. I will show him who he messed up with. He better be careful because one thing's for sure The bad boy is about to fall and I'll make sure he won't be able to get back up.

Karma is on it's way Bad boy.

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A/N: This is my first ever story Yay! so, what do you think?