Perfect Shade of Trouble

Perfect Shade of Trouble

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High school is split up into cliche ass categories. You got your dumb as a rock jocks, preppy ass cheerleaders that make you want to gag up your lunch, the dorks that likes to discuss the previous episode of The Big Bang Theory, and then you have me, an outcast, bad girl of the school. The bitchy mischief making rebellious chick that everyone is afraid of. In fact, everyone can shove their stereotypes where the sun does not shine. So tell me why the bad boy of the school is talking to me? He can go screw himself for all I care, cause frankly I don't give a damn what he wants. The name's Trouble. Fits perfectly. Why be good when you can be bad? Being bad never felt so good. Why stop now? I'm too good at it. You could say I'm just the perfect shade of Trouble...
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CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

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