Just A Little Bad
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Last published Sat, Aug 8, 2015
I once again grabbed him by the collar and shoved him into the lockers so we were in our original position. I leaned forward just past his ear. " I don't play nice," I said before giving him one final shove and walking off to my class.
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Beau Black is your classic bad girl with her black clothes and leather jackets. She is always getting into trouble whether she wants it or not. Though she has a troubled past, she is trying her best to act and be a better person. Throwing Roman
Will she change her ways or, will she stay the same way she is?
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