Influence

Influence

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You know what makes high school great? All the little parts, hot older guys, acing a test, school dance, falling up the stairs. Who am I kidding- high school is definitely not all smiles. It will make you mad, happy, miserable, ecstatic, crazy, jovial. Yup high school is its own little world. Its own secluded world that is!!! It's crazy how significant everything that happens seems until you grow up and get Alzheimer's and you forget the important things never mind that one time you were on the public bus and you fell off and even the old hag of a driver had to suppress his laughs- trust me you'll forget you ever had to bus at one point in your life. One thing I'll never forget in all my crazy time that I spent in high school is him-River Parker. Yeah, yeah I know!! But you can't just judge me on the fact that I fell for a guy like any other stereotypical teenage girl- You have got to hear my story first. ;)
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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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