"How dare you fucking disobey me," He grits his teeth clenching his fists while glaring at me. "Please let me go, I promise I won't say anything to anyone," I beg tears sliding down my cheeks slowly backing away from him. "Didn't I make myself clear already? You will never escape from here." My heart sinks down to my stomach. Anger quickly rising making me splutter two words I'd soon would regret. "FUCK YOU!," I scold. "What did you just say?," he grumbles his chocolate brown eyes three shades darker almost looking black. I gasp, as my back hits the wall watching him close in on me. I try to curve to the side, but he immediately closes me in by stretching both of his arms out. His hands firmly flat against the wall. "Repeat what you just said to me Madison," he evilly mutters his eyes locked with mine. "Leo please," I mumble. "You will learn to obey me," he venomously says his hot breathe hitting my flesh near my ear. Suddenly, his large hand grips my neck tightly chocking me. Both of my hands clutches onto his hand trying to free myself from his grip. "P-pl," I struggle to say while trying to breathe. I can feel the life in me slowly slipping away. My vision starting to blur in and out of focus. Leo suddenly lets go of my neck and I helplessly drop to the floor gasping for air like a fish gasps for water. I can feel tears sliding down my cheeks as I realize my life could have ended in the hands of this handsome murderer. "Recognize who you are speaking to. No one, I mean no one ever disrespects Leo Castillo, leader of The Red Eagles!", he firmly says his cold eyes glaring down at me. I stay silent completely mute. My body trembling from pure fear scared to say anything that might upset him again. Leo turns his heel walking out of the room locking it from the outside leaving me in shock of what just happened. "What the fuck did I get myself into?" A/N:DO NOT REPRODUCE/COPY ANY TEXT OR MY STORY IN ANYWAY. I WILL TAKE LEGAL ACTIONS IF NECESSARY!

Victoria Woods: Shy, humble, caring. She isn't considered "popular" at Pittsburgh High. But that changes when a certain guy moves to town. Drew Smith: Arrogant, cocky, and self-centered. He's the new guy in town, and Victoria's new neighbor. He was trouble, and everyone knew. But what happens when one day everything changes?

How not to get hurt in a relationship? How to get the guy crying over you and not the other way around? All good questions, which I found myself asking last summer when I was under my bed sheets, crying so much that it physically hurt me, having eaten 3 tubs of Ben&Jerry's chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, working on my melted 4th. That summer changed me. I was a naive girl, ready to fall in love whenever a guy would ask to borrow a pencil in class. But now, I've created rules for myself.. standards. That summer I promised myself I would never let a guy hurt me in a relationship, and compiled a list of rules of a heartbreaker. I push everyone away, in hopes of not getting hurt again, and making the boys suffer. I follow each and every one to the dot, watching as boys are all wrapped around my finger now, me being the ring leader this time around. That is until I move into my new house, which so happens to be right next to Layton Asher's. Fantastic. He starts showing an interest in me, playing straight from the Fuckboy handbook. Oh, but I know his game.. I invented it. Player against player. Bad meets worse. Only one can win though, and one thing's guaranteed; I'm sure as hell not getting hurt by some new boy.