Just look at him!
Jet black hair, piercing blue eyes that see into your soul, 6"2, with a body like a god- wait.........what?
I should hate him....but why do I feel so jealous of the fangirls surrounding him?
Because you still have feelings for him, said my inner me.
No....I was over him, wasn't I?
I can never forgive him for what he did.
After sparing a glance at the group of cheerleaders surrounding him, I turned back around to walk into the school.
But I forgot about the creepo football jocks that were staring at me. 2 jocks- I believe their names were Ryan and Sean- stopped me by standing directly in front of me.
"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" "Can you empty your pockets, because I think you stole my heart." "Do you have a Band-Aid? Because I scraped my knee falling for you."
They were actually thinking that I would fall for thosse cheesy pick-up lines. I strutted up to them as close as I could go, acting as if I were going to flirt, and said-
"If you think that I'm one of your little cheerleader girls that you can play, then you're wrong. I've had enough heartbreak for a lifetime and I don't need cocky idiots to annoy me." I left their astonished mouths open, and walked away.
But not without feeling Aiden's gaze boring into my back
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Teen FictionBad Boys. They're too bad for you, and you're too good for them, but does that stop either of you? You know it's wrong- but the temptation makes it oh so right. He broke my heart, but he came back. Right when I think that maybe everything might end...
