What You Taught Me

What You Taught Me

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Romance
Wyatt Gillespie is a good boy; he gets good grades, he's loved by everyone, and he's got a heart of gold. Everyone who knows him could say that he's a real-life angel. By looking at him, anyone can see he has a great life. Everything is perfect, until it isn't. One day, his picture-perfect life gets turned upside down by a hurricane. A hurricane that comes in the form of fellow classmate, Riley Myers. Known as Edgewood High's "bad girl," Riley is the polar opposite of Wyatt; she hardly shows up at school, gets into all kinds of trouble when she does, and her regard for anything or anyone is basically non-existent. Riley is a bad seed, and everyone knows it. When the two cross paths, it isn't smooth sailing at first. Neither of them are sure why or how the other could live the way they do, and it leads them to constantly be at odds. But as they spend more and more time together, Riley and Wyatt soon begin to uncover things about one another that causes them to wonder: Can a good boy and a bad girl be each other's best teacher?
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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