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Ongoing, First published Apr 08, 2014
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"Wylie? What kind of name is that? Isn't that a city's name or something?" He says. Behind him, his friends laughed. 

I stood up brushing my pants off. Annoyed at his comment, I smiled saracasticly at him. "Well done! You got your places correct! Now why don't you use your smart mouth to apologize instead?" I glared at him before I snatched my timetable off his hands. I pushed past him trying to get away from the bunch of boys, knowing he wouldn't apologize. 

Just as I was about to slip away, he held my arm in a tight girp and whispered. "You don't talk to me like that. Ever." 

Again, I smiled at him but this time, calmly. "Ooo, I'm scared." I whispered back, mockingly. "Well, too bad for me, huh? I just did." I ripped my arm away from his grip and walked away. Not before saluting his friends with two fingers, mockingly. 

Shoot! I think I'm in trouble.

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

And... that is how I met Conner McCarter. 

That is also why we disliked each other. He always made sure to blame me for every little things. That might be because he thinks I'm hiding something. I can't say he's wrong. I needed to make peace with him if I wanted no trouble in my new high school. I couldn't risk screwing up my senior year after all. So I offered him some help, which he couldn't help but accept. Thats how it started.... My senior year.

With a guy who can't stand me, his two best friends who likes me more than they like him and two girls who easily became my new best friends, you can tell that its gonna be another one of those cliché high school story. 

Right? 

Well, I wish...

Read my cliché high school story which is a mixture of humor, fun, love, jealousy, mystery and.... murder? 

When did that become a part of my story?
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"Well then. That's the first time a girl has ever rejected my close proximity," he said, eyes ablaze with a playful fire. "You better get used to it," I retorted as I spun on my heel and headed for the school doors that led to the outside. "I've never met anyone like you before," he called after me, this time, not coming after me. "I know, Romeo. I'm a special little snowflake," I called back, not turning around. "You got the 'little' part right there, Princess!" he shouted after me. I threw up my middle finger back to him and heard him laugh as I exited out the doors rather dramatically. ... I'm tired of all those high school stories about a straight-A girl student with the perfect life who falls for the stereotypical Mr. Bad Boy who wears leather black jackets and only has a soft spot for her. That's not how the real world works, sweetheart. I may look like a damsel, but I'm never in distress. ... Not me making fun of the "she's not like every other girl" trope <3 o.o :)) I like to think I'm funny. After all: #3 in amusement 10/22/22 #1 in banter 10/31/22 #3 in friendship 11/7/22

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