He was broken.
I was happy.
He wanted every pretty girl in sight.
I only wanted him.
He never noticed me.
I was in love with him since the day I first saw him.
My dilemma is trying to get Lark Everlake to fall in love with me, even though I'm not on his level of popularity or anything of the sort. I hadn't known Lark very long before I fell...hard. What I mean by 'not very long' is I hadn't known him for longer than a minute. Two minutes and I knew there was no hope for me.
Lark Everlake is the bad boy at the boarding school my parents sent me to. I'm all alone here, except for my younger brother Jordan.
Nothing would ever be the same once Lark actually noticed me, determined to be my first everything yet try to play a dangerous game of love. If I fell for him, I lost. If he fell for me, he lost. Only, he didn't know that if that was the case I lost before the game could even commence.
I know Lark knows how to break a girls heart, however I wanna know how, you don't just know exactly what to do to hurt someone not unless someone hurt you first.
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"If I win...What do I get?" I ask, not taking my eyes off my text book knowing if I did I'd blush or crack under the pressure of Lark's narrowed eyes in amusement.
"You get to be with me, I'll drop everything just for you," Lark offers, shutting my text book so I'm forced to look at him. His green eyes are watching me closely, examining my face for any signs of weakness. I shrug my shoulders, pretending not to be too interested in the the topic.
"And if I lose?" I ask curiously, I'd really like to know since this could ideally ruin my entire existence.
"If you lose, which is most likely to happen, you get nothing at all," Lark responds, he looks up like he's reconsidering.
"I've decided that when you lose I'll ruin your social life,"
"Deal."
"Marek, don't do this. Keep your captainship. I'll tell the truth about what happened and we'll both be out of the deal."
"But-"
"I don't know what your doing, if you think this is going to win you attention or sympathy. Or maybe you are being a noble prat and doing as 'you should'. Plus, I don't mean anything to you. Never have, never will. So please, please, stop acting like I'm special. "
"But you are." And then his voice cracked, and I cracked with it.
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She's sick of his arrogant ways, and the bragging. With her goal being to slap some sense into him, she makes a deal; they act like a couple in every sense of the word and the first one to fall in love? Loses.
It's only when she realises he may not be such a terrible man after all that she doubts her ability to win.
But what if the one thing she put on the line is the one thing she would die trying to protect? Will she allow a relationship to blossom under pressure from her past?
**Disclaimer** The drawing in the cover isn't mine (but it was so pretty I used it anyway). If you know who it belongs to, tell me and I can give them the rightful credit.
**Implication of sex and some minor bad language. Do not read unless mature enough.**