Alicia Smith, 18, dark brown hair, very fit, 5'9, and emotionless brown eyes.
When she was 14 she got involved with the wrong people. Meeting these people cause her family to be attacked. She and her brother were the only ones who made it out alive from the attack.
Now she's a badass, #1 street fighter in America, and leads the second strongest gang in America, some may just call her psycho. Shes also a player, because she doesn't believe in love. But what will happen when she has to move schools and meets the schools badboy Ashton?
Ashton Peirce, 18 years old, jet black hair, abs for days, 6'4, with stone cold grey eyes. When he was younger he faced more hurt than any boy should go through. He lost his best friend and brother. After that he started street fighting, he's #2 in the USA. He's the school badboy, doesn't think love exist, and has all the girls drooling over him, therefore he doesn't handle rejection well. He put up tall and strong walls to protect him from getting hurt again. He never has any emotion on his face, and he never expresses any either.
What will happen when Alicia and Ashton collide? Heartbreak, love, secrets exposed, hatred? Read to find out.
A/N
This isn't like you're typical badboy/badgirl story. It won't be love at first sight... well for one of them. It's not gonna be where they can't stop thinking of each other after one look, cuz tbh I don't believe in that nor do I know how to write it. And it's too cliche. And that wouldn't be very "bad" of them would it.
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He'd never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she'd say every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other.
She'd never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find that, whether he likes it or not.
It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites.
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"You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing.
He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl.
He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away.
"You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering.
"I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk.
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*Warning*
This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)