Chasing The Bad Boy

Chasing The Bad Boy

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"Hey you need help?" Uh oh. That voice sounded familiar. To familiar for my liking. I looked up, only to see the schools bad boy, Jason Trucker. "Uhmm.. No I'm good. Thanks." I managed to mutter. "Well, I have a question, Kayla." Wait! He knew my name?! OMG! Okay keep cool , "Y-You may a-ask.." I stuttered . Wow way to keep your cool. "What'd you get for #27 on your homework?" Right.. My homework .. I held up the miserable piece of paper that had been trampled on by many students in the hall. "Sorry..." I muttered. I ran down the hall... Literally... I ran away from him.. I heard footsteps behind me. No. He wouldn't. "Hey! Wait up!" Wait, that wasn't Jason's sexy, deep voice.. That was.. "You ready for class?" To my suprise , it was my best friend Sam. "Yeah.. Sorry.." I mumbled . While we left for class, I kept scanning for Jason. What was I thinking? There's no way the bad boy would ever chase after me...
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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