I Hit The Bad Boy

I Hit The Bad Boy

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I was minding my own business, driving down the street when some idiot decides to Jay walk right in front of my car, I tried to hit my breaks but I still heard the sound of impact. Imagine my surprise when I see the window squished face of the school bad boy. Imagine my surprise when he hops into the passenger seat as if nothing had happened. Don't imagine anything actually, just read my damn story. *** My eyes widen when I see Dace Everett's beautiful face squashed against my windshield. You know when you were a kid and you would shove your face against the window? That's what the school bad boy (aka Dace Everett) looked like. As I get out to help him I hear my passenger door open and close and I nearly jump when I see him casually putting his seat belt on. "Where to?" He asks. Trailer to the side--------------------> @Piece_of_me
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Today is my first day of a new school , I'm so happy that I didn't think anything could go wrong......but it did because life's a bitch . I was walking the hallways with my stuff that I got from the guidance office and I bump into a wall....no, not a wall....a living, breathing human . "Watch where you're going." He angrily muttered . I knew that voice anywhere. I looked up and saw him there, he stood tall in black jeans and a white t-shirt, staring at the ceiling . "Well, well, well, hello asshole." I said, glaring up at him. His eyes widened. "What the fuck are you doing here?!" He asked me. "Apparently bumping into you." I said. "I hate you!" He said. "So do I, but you know what they say... actions speak louder than words." I said punching him square in the face. He fell down holding his jaw. "I hope it hurt." I said. Then I casually walked away like nothing ever happened, hiding my bruised hand in my jacket pocket. [COMPLETED]

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