Falling for the big bad wolf (RE-EDITING)

Falling for the big bad wolf (RE-EDITING)

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Was there ever a moment in your life that you felt so happy, that all of it just feels so surreal? Like, winning the lottery, your crush sparing you a glance, getting high scores without even studying, or whatever that is, as long as it feels like all of your dreams are finally starting to come true. You're living your fantasy life and all you've ever wanted are falling right into place, just the way you want it to be.   But then, because you're 'bad luck Brian,' you wake up and then you realize that all of it is just a dream. If it was just a dream, well then, lucky you! If there would ever be a meme who is more bad luck than Bad luck Brian himself, that would most definetely be me. Because in my case, it wasn't just a dream, it turned out to be my worst nightmare...
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*BOOK THREE, INTERCONNECTED SERIES, NOT A STAND ALONE* JETT- When I was in high school I lived for one thing and that was adrenaline, motorcycles, fast cars, getting in trouble with the law and putting all my time into football. Even if that meant sneaking around with the meanest girl in school. From going over to each other's houses to finish a project, from me falling for her so hard it almost cost me everything. Now I'm starting my junior at college after the most fucked up year and trying to go back to normal. Or at least I'm trying to go back to normal, but Nicole has wriggled her way back into my life. Anywhere I went, she was there, annoying me, taunting me, every time I tell myself I don't care about her anymore, but it was so hard to keep lying to myself, especially when it looked like she still did too. NICOLE- When people use to hear my name, they would practically bow in awe, now they cower in disgust thanks to my dad. In high school it might have looked like I was on top, I was a cheerleader dating the quarterback, always put together and most importantly I always looked happy. But in reality I was drowning from my crazy dad's control, taking my anger out on anyone I could, dating someone I hated and was sneaking around with his teammate because he was the only one who could made me feel like a person. But in typical Nicole Salem fashion I screwed that up, or more like I was forced to screw it up. Now I was a junior in college, the whole town of Crimson Harbor hated me, I was a working as a stripper, my dad was dead, my mom didn't talk to me and I was free from acting perfect all the time. I have friends who love me and support but yet I still feel utterly alone. But as much as I was free, there was still one person who could bend me and I would let him, Jett. He hates me that isn't a secret but if he hates me so much why was there moments where he cared?

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