The Bad Boy Who Never Smiles

The Bad Boy Who Never Smiles

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"Hey." He smirked. "What do you want now?" I gave him the annoyed face. He got closer to me and with every step he takes, i take a step back. Finally my back hit the wall and he put both his arms beside my head. He was taller than me so he had to look down a little bit to see my face. "I want you." He smirked. Christina Wilson is a 17 year old who just transferred into her brother's school to run away from her past. There he met Carlos Demente. Would they be happy together or end up heartbroken? Read to find out! *This story is twisted so sometimes you might not understand.*
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"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked. "No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer. And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless. "This isn't funny, Tyler." "It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me." I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things." *** When you think that all is not lost in the world. That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad. When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel. When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was... It turns around and bites you in the ass. When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be... It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path. Can you change what happened? I wish. Can you stop what's going to happen? God! I really hope so.

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