I'm A Good Girl

I'm A Good Girl

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Meet Serilda Francoise Antoinette, Long name she knows, Serilda hates it too... It's meant to mean strong, free, and beyond praise. But although Serilda is the school champion, The" school's pride", Voted "best in everything", has the highest grades, and known as the toughest girl in school. She doesn't feel like she deserves the name. Although every boy seems to want her she doesn't want any of them or so she thought... "No thanks, I need t-to get going" "Are you sure? , It might be only chance to do something like this" A smirk formed on my lips. "My mom has warned me to stay away from the bad girl." He murmured under his breath "I'm not a bad girl," I say smiling in my mind of what his mom said. "Really ?" he says with a scoff. "Really " "Then what are you?" "I'm a good girl stuck with a few bad habits"
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BEING REWRITTEN ON ANOTHER ACCOUNT, LINK ON LAST CHAPTER AND IN MY BIO. "I want you to be my friend." I stare at the short girl in front of me, my eyes narrow at hers. My first reaction is to say no, but then I hear my best friends voice saying: "Make more friends Jax, you need someone else who can always be there for you." and rethink. Slowly I gulp, but don't release my neutral look, my facade. "Okay." Genevieve squeals, throwing her arms around my middle. My own raise up so I'm not touching her, I scowl but she only tightens her grip. Her face moves up from where it was planted into my chest to smile at me. "First rule, you have to hug me back." I glare at her, trying to step back only to drag her with me and have my shoulders meet a wall. "I don't do well with rules. Get off me." She pouts, moving a hand up my back. My muscles jump under her touch, not used to people touching me. The only girl I was ever around that wasn't family was my best friend, Antoinette, and we don't touch that much anymore, since she's in college now. "You have to hug me back." "I don't have to do shit." Her grin widens and she face plants back into my chest. "Then you better get used to my company, because I'm not going anywhere."

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