The Bad Boy Isn't So Bad
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Última publicación mar, oct 23, 2018
"I'm the person who's bed your gonna end up in baby doll," he says, his eyes burning holes into me as I get my books out of my locker.
"Fuck boy," I mumble.
"Sorry what was that?" he asks.
"I called you a fuck boy, now get lost," I say.
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