The Crashing of Opposites
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Ongoing, First published Feb 28, 2020
Mature
He picks me up only to throw me on my bed, I land bouncing a little. Using my forearms I try to move back to the headboard only to be pulled back when he clutches my ankles. A scream leaves my mouth as he twists my right ankle, making a 'pop' sound.  As soon as the scream leaves, his hand covers my mouth once again. Tears start stinging my eyes while I try pushing him off using my hands but he grasps my wrists pinning them above my head.  Finally, when his familiar cologne invades my nostrils, my eyes widen in realization. 

"Jett?" I say but sounds like "Jepp?"  His grasp around my mouth and wrists tightens painfully making me wince and groan. 
His voice sounds threateningly low, hard as gravel.
"You thought you hated me before? I'll give you something to actually hate. I'll show you what hate is." 

Jenna Foster- a strong, passionate and determined girl with perfect scores and a perfect record is a new transfer at Crystal Highschool . She's the girl who'll never step out of line and will do anything to keep it that way or else the consequences she fears will come true.

Jett Taner- your not so typical bad boy has a reputation far worse than the average homework failing student with every girl swooning over him. Jett and his group of bad boys are known for putting students in the hospital and getting away with it. No one dares to cross their path.

Jenna and Jett have dark pasts, or shall I say lives. They have built walls around them but have ended up becoming polar opposites who never see eye to eye. But their worlds crash-literally. Their hatred and ignorance for each other leads them to paths where their only savior is the other.
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