What The Bad Boy Hides

What The Bad Boy Hides

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"What do you want from me!" He growls at me. "I want nothing from you-" "Then why are you always in my head?!" He yelled at me looking at me seriously. My eyes widen as he said that. He thinks about me? How? WHY? "You thin-" "Fucking stay away from me!" He hollered and cut me off again. I jumped as his voice raised higher and higher. More powerful. "Wait, please, wait let me tal-" "No, back the fuck away!!" He started took back away from. He turned around and left me there speechless. Why does he want me to stay away from him? What have I ever done to him? He's so confusing!! ----------------------------------------------- Amber Anderson goes to school as the unnoticed girl. She likes to be invisible and doesn't like attention as much. She met the school's bad boy, Ashton King. Lot's of girls love him and want him. Lot's of boys want to be like him. He could get whatever he wanted but the only thing he couldn't get was Amber. What happens when these two people cross paths? The past haunts him and the future scares her. They will learn each other secrets but remember he hides it all. -----------------------------------------------
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"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.

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