The Bad Boy's Good Girl

Some people say that living is having parties, drinking until you're all wasted, and having sex. But not for me. I believe that living is all about finding true love and being happy. And I was finally living after so much tragedy. Blake helped me live, love, and be happy. He changed me. All if this happened back in my senior year of high-school. The boy of my life moved next to my house. When we met it was like hatred at first sight. But I hate to admit he had an unusual effect on me. A tingly feeling when he would just barely touch me on the very spot. When he smiled, with his beautiful pearly whites, butterflies came zooming into my stomach. I had never felt this before. Blake had an effect on me. He knew this so he teased me every time he saw me. I hated it but I loved how he actually noticed a girl like me. Blake was your usual bad boy. While I was your little good girl. But we fell in love and I became the Bad Boy's Good Girl.