Dating the bad boy.

PROLOGUE:

I was always encouraged by my friends to find a nice cute guy who would treat me right, and wouldn't take advantage of me. when my ex broke up with me I fell off the wall trying to find someone else who I could love.

My name is Ronny Lové and in a freshmen in high school I have blonde hair and brown eyes, I'm not the skinniest girl but, by no means am I overweight. my badboy wasn't a bad boy until later and this is out story.

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"Come on babe, you can at least watch and get up" my boyfriend said as his ginger hair moved back and forth. Bruce wasn't that built although he was strong. He's a ginger and white as he can be but, he's a nice guy once you get past the deep green eyes and, the rough side of his personality.

"No I don't want to. He dances big freaking whoop. I can dance." He looked at me and, got pissed off like he always did when I didn't listen. Then he ran back to his friends all aggravated with me, like I care.

"She won't come over she's to shy. Damnit" I could hear him say to his bros. I'm not shy I just wanted to be alone and not have to worry about anyone but, myself for once.

So i walked over and hit Bruce in the head. Then sat back down, and wrote in my notebook. While I was sitting there And they were listening some of the music I listen to. So I got up to go check it out.

I came up behind Bruce and payed my head in his shoulder. He looked at me and asked if what I was watching was good. I nodded in agreement.

Who I seen was a really cute guy in a white Tapout hat, he had brown hair and he was a little bit taller then me. He had black skinny jeans on and a white shirt. You can see that he has a good build but, I wasn't trying to look. he was dancing to some song by skrillex. He looked up at me and, stopped dancing. We looked at each other and he said...

"Hey I'm Damon, what's your name?" He stuck out his hand for me to shake and, that's what I did.

"Ronny, nice to meet you." I reached out and shook his hand.

Then I watched as he danced for a while, then all the boys got into talking about our high school football team. After that they talked about actual football.

I got bored so I sat down and started to draw, I guess I'm pretty good at drawing because Bruce came over to the bench where I was sitting and hugged me.

"That looks really good babe" he said smiling and kissing my cheek softly.

"Thanks go watch your friends, they look like they're having fun." I motioned to his two guy friends. That were laughing at a joke that Damon had told.

He returned to go talk to his good friends. I went back to being oblivious to the world. Not like I'm always like that and, it was a nice sweet day out. It was the end of November. It wasn't to cold and, the trees were just starting to turn crimson and yellow. There was a slight breeze but, not to much to bother my doodling.

Then Damon walked over to the bench and asked what I was doing, I showed him the very little work I had done on this picture and he said I was good. Then he asked if I wanted to see some of his work. So I said yes and he brought his white iPhone out and, started showing me some of his work.

I looked in amazement as I seen some of the stuff he was capable of drawing. Some of the stuff he drew included anime, and movie characters. They were so detailed. He was really good and, asked how long he had been drawing.

Of course he never answered me from the way he draws I could tell he had a lot of experience and, that he was very passionate about what he draws. Nothing could separate me from my notebook so thing about how he feels must be a hole new world. Then my mom texted me time to go, sooooo off I went back home to get in Facebook and, laugh my ass off at one of my friends who always posts the craziest stuff.

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That night I was on Facebook when I seen a really aquaintable face trying to friend me on Facebook...