A BadBoy

Leonardo Valentìne. A BadBoy.
Sofia Valdez. A GoodGirl.

Titles given to the two by their many peers at Rivermount Prep. Of course, unlike most stories this one didn't have the two tied together in way or form.That is until the shipping war that will ensue brings them together but not in the way they expected.

Leonardo Valentìne. Normal Boy.
Sofia Valdez. Normal Girl.

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" Where's your motorcycle? " I asked, confusion seeping into my tone.

"What? "

His frown deepened at the sight of my raised eyebrows. Around us the air turned seemingly tense and colder than before.

" I don't have one. Why'd you think I did? "

He said whilst looking at me with a expectant look on his face.

I felt the burn in my cheeks before they went the dark hue of red.

" Oh, I just thought...because that's what...um never mind" I spoke stuttering over my words.

I ducked my head down staring intensely at the laces on my shoes. I should probably just go crawl into a hole and die.

"There's no way I'm wasting my money on those death traps. I mean, do you know how many people a year get seriously injured or even God forbid Die!? Do you know? Do ya? " he winced.

"...Uh? No? "

The urge to now laugh was hitting me harder than the one to previously crawl up in a hole and die.

Who knew? The Bad Boy is afraid of motorcycles.

"Well, let me tell you Sofia, it's an awful lot. A damn lot" He said whilst simultaneously wincing and shaking his head as if the thought generally terrified him.

Being able to keep my mouth shut no longer, I laughed to the point of tears were welling up in my eyes. My stomach clenched in bittersweet pain but I couldn't cease my laughter. For what seemed like 20 years, I finally stopped laughing and looked up to see Leo smiling and rocking back and forth on his heels.

"You're an idiot. Come on, my car is up there" He mumbled before walking down the street.