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Emma Levine is a new girl in Oakland High, Ryder Thorn is the schools biggest jock. What would happen if you put those two together? But there's also the fact that Emma doesn't want to have anything to do with Ryder and Ryder likes a challenge. Can there be love or even friendship between the two? And will they be able to overcome everything people who don't want them together throw at them?
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[TW: This book contains strong language and scenes that others may find uncomfortable to read. | Also note that this was made by a 13-year-old so don't expect great things. Although it is edited, I kept most of the story as is. Initially published on 2016] "You'll never get me to fall in love! So stop trying!" She glares at me and climbs up the fence. 'Hey stop! Hailey!' I call out running after her. I finally caught up to her and I grab her wrist. 'Stop.' I order. "Let go of me you dink!" She struggles to escape from my tight grip. I lean my face towards hers and smirk. "Th-This isn't funny, Kevin! Stop! Stop it!" I plant a quick kiss on her lips and ran for it. She didn't move. I went back. Guilt. 'Hailey? You okay? I'm sorry... Hailey? Look at me, Please...' She doesn't look at me. What have I done?! She looks up and gives me a death stare. "I'll give five seconds to run..." I stayed there. I'm ready to get my punishment. "One..." She clenches her fists. "Two..." I want her to punch me... "Three..." "Four..." "Five... Why are you still here?" "Because I want to..." I closed my eyes and waited for her fist to punch me. Instead, I felt her warm lips on mine. That's my Bad Girl...

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