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song for the chapter: bad reputation by shawn mendes ➵
"What a freak." My friend Brian coldly chuckled as he watches the girl take out a cigarette and light it.
My eyes scanned the scene in front of me. A raven haired girl wearing shorts and an old ratty tee shirt, perched up against her more than old, ancient, house.
A cigarette poked out from her lips, her hands fiddling with them hem of her tee shirt.
Her washed-out pale green eyes looked my way, making me stare down at my shoes.
She was different. Her hair. The clothes she wore. The way she acted. Her old and raggedy clothes. The mess she called a home. Everything about her was different.
I guess you could say, she had a bad reputation, if that, probably worse than bad. Terrible, horrific, tremendous.
I couldn't help but feel bad for her. Nobody even knew her, they were judging a book by its tattered and distorted cover.
But I knew.
I knew what was underneath those washed out eyes.
Nobody knows her the way I have known her.
The sight of her gave me goosebumps, she was the kind of girl to give you bad vibes.
But I couldn't get enough.
She was the girl I craved. My remedy. An addiction. Everything she shouldn't be to me.
If I was seen with a girl like her, my reputation would be vanished.
I was in the more popular type of scene.
The jocks, the cheerleaders, they were my type of group.
But I didn't care for them, they weren't the type of friends I had wanted.
Everyone thought I had everything.
The perfect girlfriend- Chelsi, a blonde haired blue eyed cheerleader. But she cheated on me.
An amazing home life, perfect loving parents & a sister who was as "perfect" as me.
