The Badboy's Spitfire

The Badboy's Spitfire

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Fate had a funny way of doing what it wanted, take Grace and Draven's nightmare of an encounter as proof. Words and punches were exchanged, with a side of complete psychopathy. Spit too, not that Grace was apologetic about that. Or anything else, really. But who cares, it was just a one time thing. Or was it? When elite scholarships to the academy of the rich and famous came into play, it became an everyday thing. Much to Draven and Grace's dissapointment. With the trouble of adjusting to the lifestyle of the upper-class and ducking wandering eyes of the past, Grace can't seem to balance her life out. Draven although all too familiar with the rich, couldn't help drowning in the secrets he kept. The truth always comes out, but at what price? ***** "Yes, I'm going to buy your coffin. That's the least I could do to repay your family after I kill you. Although I think killing you would be payment enough." were my words offending? Probably. Did I care right now? Not really. Cracking a fake smile that screamed malice, he cornered me against the wall and wrapped his hand around my neck to hold me in place, then he lowered his face till it was right infront of mine. Well fuck. Maybe my period wasn't the only reason I was wet. ***** ⚠️WARNING⚠️ The main characters, whom I'm sure you'll fall in love with, lack filters. This is my first proper attempt as a story so it probably won't be the best. Give it a chance though and I'll give you a cookie Cover creds: @ myself lmfao
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Meet Isabel. She gets along with most people, not super popular but she's not a wallflower either. Isabel doesn't need anyone else in her life not to protect her and certainly not Derek and his crew. She lives with her brother and father . They share a secret that could land them in jail. She can fight almost anyone and win, this girl kicks a$$. Yet Isabel has a past that features in her nightmares, making her afraid to sleep alone. --- "Hey?" I heard but didn't reply. "Hey!" I still didn't reply. A hand grabbed my arm and I twisted out of it on instinct. There was a glimmer of surprise in his eyes as I faced the last of the Five in the now almost empty hallway. Derek. Almost as tall as Mac. Black hair like the twins with ice cold blueish grey eyes. Same fighters build, six pack and all but not as soft as Mac or as feminine as the twins beauty. He was more rugged. I did understand the appeal of these boys but there were a lot of good looking guys on the swim team too and I did go with Jarred when he had fights. "You know we wouldn't let anyone hurt you right? Even if Jarred isn't around, we'll be here to protect you." I blinked. I blinked again. Nope, he was still standing there with the same serious expression. Derek, the unofficial leader of the Five, the boy every guy would want to be friends with and every girl would love to sleep with, was offering me his protection. I did the only thing that made sense in that situation. I burst out laughing. I was laughing so hard that I doubled over and when I glanced up at him I just cracked up again. He stood through it all without any emotion on his face, there was barely a glimmer of anger in his eyes. If anything I might have seen some surprise. I patted him on the arm and winked. "You. Are. Funny! I don't need you idiots to look out for me. But thanks for the thought." With that I quickly made my way to class.

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