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Bad Boy Rules (REWRITING)

Bad Boy Rules (REWRITING)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 22, 2014
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Fiction
Romance
Raelynn Vanderwell was your normal preppy, high class girl. Rich parents, fake friends, first class banquets, and designer clothes. She had everythinga girl could ever dream of. Even the perfect boyfriend... Well almost perfect boyfriend. Lawson Sykes is your everyday IT boy. People love him and especially the girls. He has the body, money and the personality. What more could you want? Only problem to him was the small arguements with Raelynn. Everybody knew they were the perfect couple.They have been together literally since they could both remember. Their whole lifes were planned out infront of them from everywhere to Cotillion, mariage, careers, and children. But although everything thing was planned, plans change. Destiny, fate, love or even a person. In their case it was the above and all thanks to Kaysen Bishop, the bad boy player.
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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