The Bad Girl's Boys

My name's Dannika Elliot France H. Fordes. Yeah, that's how long my name is. So long you have to call me Dan or Danni

I don't call myself a tomboy because of my nickname, I just like being called that. But I have a lot of guy friends and I play basketball. Yep, definetly NOT a tomboy. I like to read books, listen to music, eat, and laze around when my dad isn't around. I'm not the typical 'bad girl' person but I like to do some pretty extreme stuff. When it comes to love, I don't have even a crumb of knowledge about it. Basically I have the best life ever. But I felt like something missing in me.

Suddenly, I found something that I didn't know was being shoved in my face.

They love me. All of them. All FIVE of them. I love them too, but not in that particular way.

First, there's Mr. Jock.
The guy who's basically in love with sports. But loves a certain girl too.

Inside door number 2 is Mr. Popular.
He's every girl's dream boy in the whole complicated world of highschool.

And number 3, the brainiest of them all, your very own Mr. Cute Nerd.
I don't even think he's cute. I just think that he's smart and wears glasses to like he's cute. But nah.. he's just your typical brainy class clown.

Moving on to door number 4, we have your Mr. Bad Boy.
Like me, he's not your typical bad boy. In fact, he's my bestfriend. But warning: he's a player. I'm surprised I'm still his friend. Bestfriend to be exact.

And lastly, we have our Mr. Bad Boy's fraternal twin: Mr. Good Boy.
Mr. Bad Boy and Mr. Good Boy are really twins. Fraternal twins. How do I know? You guessed it! Mr.Good Boy is also my bestfriend.

So, yeah. I don't really know how or why they fell in love with me. I'm not much of an interesting person.
It's not like I'm rejecting them, and NO, I'm not into girls I just... don't love them as they do.

But being rejected hurts so.. maybe I'll give them a shot.

Maybe...