Finding Cinderfella

Finding Cinderfella

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Bridgette Thoms High School. Also know as BTHS. Or, As I call it, Prison for Teens. There are many Cliques that separate us. Populars, Sweethearts, Theater, Chess club, Acne ridden, Emos and then the Rebels. The bottom of the food chain. Rebels, Different, and an old term, Greasers. Oh, and did i mention, I'm one of them. My best friends are in the Popular and Sweethearts clique. Or should I say my enemy is in the populars and my best friend is in the Sweet hearts. We we're a trio now we're two. One ditched us for the populars. Even though they deny wanting to stop being friends, we left. He wasnt one of anymore. He changed that summer he hung around the most popular girl in the school. Why? I wish I knew. Oh, and I used to have a major crush on him. The last year while we are all stuck in the same classes will just be delightful wont it. Our maybe they will join us. Whatever way the cookie crumbles
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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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