[Dec. 10, 2019 #1 in JBFF]
The bad boys always want the good girl to be bad for them but what happends when the bad girl wants the good boy to be bad just for her?
"You are way too good," she said to me.
"Way too good?" I asked, raising my eyebrow...
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"What exaclty are we doing here?" Justin asked me as we both sat across of each other on the seats outside of Starbucks.
Justin and I were out in the city again a week after I had given him a complete make over and I had to say that he was doing good so far when it came to his appearance. He dressed nicely every single day, learned how to style his hair in a good way and simply took care of how he looked like every single day.
Today, I wanted Justin to get a little bit out of his shell and I had already a good idea how I was exactly going to do that. I already knew that Justin wasn't going to like my idea because he never did but I knew that, that was going to help him a little bit.
"Since you wanted to be a little bit more open, I thought we should practice it," I told him and rubbed my hands together in excitement whilst Justin raised his eyebrows at me and asked me what I exactly meant with that. "There are so many people passing here right? You'll go up to some girls and ask them for their numbers," I let him know my plan and from the expression on his face I could tell that he didn't like that but I couldn't care less because he was going to do it.
"Loyce no, I can't do it," he denied whilst shaking his head and leaning back in his chair before he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Oh, but you can and you will," I said to him, not taking his no for an answer.
Justin sighed deeply before he spoke, "you know I am shy as hell, I probably won't be able to talk once I stand in front of a girl," he said to me, looking desperate. On one had, I understood where he was coming from but on the other hand I knew that it wouldn't be as hard as he thought it would be to talk to a random girl. He had no idea what he would actually do to a girl once he stood in front of her and I bet you all the girls would gladly be talking to him.
"That's why we are doing this, so you get this fear of talking to girls away, "I reasoned and he tried to argue back, saying yet again that girls wouldn't be interested in talking to him anyway and that his shyness would definitely stand in the way. "Justin you are handsome, it will go good, don't worry," I assured him and caressed his cheek lightly. I was definitely not going to give up.
"I don't know," he said and scratched his forehead before he inhaled through his mouth and exhaled deeply though his nose after. He then mumbled something to himself that I couldn't understand and then he sat up straight and looked at me again. "Okay, I guess I have no choice. I wanted this right?" he asked me and this time he sounded more determined and ready and that made me smile because he actually considered doing this now. "What do I have to do exactly?"
"Just go up to the girls, ask them how they are doing, give them an compliment, just have a little conversation and at the end, ask them for the number, "I explained to him and Justin repeated what I said to memorize what he had to do.
