The Bad Boy's Trophy

The Bad Boy's Trophy

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Mar 25, 2021
"What's wrong doc, you don't wanna help me," Jace stated with a puppy dog face, feigning offense. "I was just trying to help you anyway," he leaned closer to me and dropped his head low so only I could hear what he was about to say, "tell me was that the longest you've ever touched a guy for? *** Emma Jane Hills is smart, quietly beautiful and most importantly, basically invisible to the entire student body of her school. Well almost the entire student body. She wishes she could be invisible to Jace and his friends. She has lived through years of their torment, but suddenly once senior year starts , things start changing for her. Will she remain invisible or will she end up being the bad boy's trophy?
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As I walk into the school, he spots me and immediately starts talking to me. I brush past him, ignoring him, but today is definitely not my lucky day... He grabs my arm firmly, stopping me, and turns me to face him. The pain on my face contorts his expression. "What's wrong, Emma? Lost your voice, lizard?" I don't look at him; my head is hung low once again. "When I'm talking, you need to look at me!" he shouts, lifting my chin so I have to meet his gaze. I look at him, but it's not with innocence; it's with anger. "Oh, look, Emma's angry, everyone!" he mocks. "Just leave me alone," I say, meeting his eyes as I pull my arm free from his grip and walk away. He stares at me, shocked, as do all the kids around us, not expecting what I just did.

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