Bad Boy's Issues

Bad Boy's Issues

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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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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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