Let The Games Begin

Let The Games Begin

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Tyler whispers in my ear, "You're just like the rest, all the good girls that want the bad boy. You'll want to change me and have me change just for you. You may not say you want me but, I know you do. Don't deny it Ariel. The good little girl, Ariel wants the big bad boy." His breath tickled my ear sending a shiver up my spine. He smirks at my reaction. My nose brushes his as warm breath hits his neck as I whisper, "I'm not the good little girl you and the whole school think I am. I am a wild child that can't be broken. I run free and fight like no tomorrow. I refuse to say no to a fight or a game. I love being my fathers disappointment because it shows I am doing what I want. Ha, sweetheart, I don't want you to change for me. I am just as bad as Lucifer himself; so why on earth would I want the boy I like to change and be good when he can be just as bad with me?" His grey eyes show lust and amazement. My name is Ariel Peyton Lockheart and I'm 17. My family moves from Florida to Ohio, It's our 'Fresh Start'. Really, it's because every cop and court judge knows my name like the back of their hands. Yeah, I'm a bad kid.
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*From Best Friends To Worst Enemies* "You really think you stand a chance Badboy?" I snorted. "You tell me." He had the audacity to smirk as I stood there covered in stale spaghetti. "So this is it then? The beginning of your end!" Fine I was a little overdramatic but so was he! He leaned in and I felt a slight tingling sensation in my skin--and no, it definitely wasn't the spaghetti! "Maybe if you didn't look like a blob of tomato sauce I'd feel a little bit threatened." "If this is how it has to be, bring it on Badboy!" And that's where it all began. The chaos. The drama. The fights. The drunk conversations. The sleepless nights. The hatred. The kisses. And well maybe? Eventually? The insane urge to punch that sexy smirk off his face! •••

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