Just Another Bad Girl
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“Why do you do that? What do you accomplish by constantly causing trouble?”
I stare down at the patch of grass under my feet before I look back up, making sure to make eye contact with his grey orbs.
“The same reason why you fight and always act like you have a chip on your shoulder.” His eyes pinch before he cracks a smile.
“Touché.” He says before joining me on the bench.
Joy Johnson has had anything but joy in most of her life. Her mother, a raging crack addict, dropped her at Saint Mary's Orphanage five years ago and never looked back. The new kid in her school has decided to make it his goal to figure her out, even though he has his own demons to battle, and the one place she's finally learned to call home is being threatened to close down.
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