Phases of a Bad Boy

Phases of a Bad Boy

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Romance
Skylar Hodge had a plan. Someday she would leave her father and maybe live a happy life for the first time since her mother was killed. But first, high school. She never stayed in one place long. She was a little too badass for the teachers wherever she went. This school was supposed to be no different. She would meet the same kind of people she usually did. Simple as that. Except, when the bad boy of the school acts a little less cold than his role implies, she becomes confused about the fact that there are still some good people left in the world. But, there are also bad people as well, and Skylar learns this all too well.
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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