HaTiNg ThE bAdBoY to LoViNg the BaD BoY

why is he here??. "I have no idea", Dior says. "what?", i ask. "i said i have no idea why he is here", she replies.

I said that out loud?

i look at Dior and she is admiring him. "damn Dior why are you looking at him. scowl with me", I demand. "ugh fine". we scowl at him.--

Ms. Rosanna then states "so all, we have a new student today. Aaron Jackson". yeah Jackson I knew it started with j. " he has been championship for 8 years straight we are so lucky to have him.", she continues.

"iris"-- huh????? why is she calling me. "y-yeah", i ask.

"since you are my number one student and he is the country's number one, i will team you guys together for the next competition next year", Ms. Rosanna says.

Aaron looks at me with his annoying smirk. i roll my eyes and stick my tongue out at him

i remember the last encounter i had with him when i was 12, i walked up to him and shouted at him for winning all the time and all he did was stand and nod. he's fucked up.

my dance teacher continues. "iris, can you come up here so everyone can see you". i walk up to the small box stage. "hi", i say and wave. everyone else replies back.

Ms. Rosanna says "thank you, you may go back now". i walk back to Dior.

Iris is your normal natural girl. But Aaron is the complete opposite. He's the bad boy. The fuck boy.

They might be in the same dance school and high school but they have their differences. PLUS THEIR SIMILARITIES.

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she slowly starts falling in love😱
Hating the bad boy is a really good story. I would love you to give it a try. Plz don't forget to give me feedback

Goodbye now

~nyori.xoxo♡