Glass Walls

Glass Walls

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"Get the fuck over yourself Greyson." Jackie groaned softly being under the male, her hands above her head being pinned by Greyson as he chuckled softly. "What's wrong lil Jackie?" he asked planting soft kisses on her neck. Jackie bit her lip softly before pushing Greyson off her with her feet sitting up and fixing her sweater before hopping off the bed and storming out the room slamming the door behind her as Greyson yelled after her. "ADMIT IT KITTEN YOU WANT ME!" Greyson chuckled after yelling leaning his head back and breathing out. "what a girl." ♡~~~~~~~~~~♡ Jackie West is your average edgy teen, platinum dyed hair, greyish blue eyes, short and has a strong love for Nirvana and bad boys sadly she's someone who doesn't want any unwanted attention but then her school's man whore takes a very strange interest in her she has to try and both ignore him and her upcoming feelings for Greyson Smith the best she can.
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Mess

"I'm not good for you, Scott." I say, my voice sounding louder than it did in my head. Scott rubs his face in exasperation and groans before turning to face me. "Sky, you are. You are and that's why I'm in love with you, because you're good and I hate it because I'm constantly afraid that you'll push me away like you did before, but I love it at the same time because you make me want to be good too, to give a shit about things. Christ, I quit smoking for you and it's been hard but I want to make you happy. Because you are good, and I know because you've been through so much crap and you are still so fucking beautiful, inside and out. If you leave me now I won't be able to cope, please. Please, Sky." At this point his hands are covering mine, kissing them with endless pleads and his eyes are glazed over and impassioned, burning with the fire of a thousand suns, boring into mine as he gives himself to me and I'm utterly overthrown. ******************************************************************* Boys. Make-ups. Break-ups. Parties. Drinking. School. Friends. Enemies. In other words, being 16-going-on-17. Sky Brodie is heading towards the end of Sophomore year in California, dragging along with her an endless bane of uncomfortable predicaments. What do you do when the world is trying to make your life unspeakably miserable? How do you work your way through a Mess?

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