The sneakers and the Bad boy
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Jakes POV:
"Leah calm down..." I said as I stepped back in fear.
"You...stepped...on...my...shoes..." I heard her say softly before she took a deep breathe and- " YOU STEPPED ON MY SHOES! You...You-" She stopped and looked up at me 'totally annoyed'
"YOU ARE SO FRICKEN DEAD JAKE!" and that's when I knew I messed up.
BIG TIME!
I took off running down the halls, regretting stepping on that crazy girl's shoes...
"Get back here Jake!" Not a chance.
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Leah Roxanne is your average 17 year old girl....well almost average.
She loves to read.
She loves to play basketball.
She loves her 4 guy best friend since childhood.
She loves causing trouble every now and then.
She loves to party and live her life.
But besides her best friends and her undying love for food there's something else that Leah finds special.... Her black,red and white Air Jordan retro high OG 1's. Yep she loves her shoes and will murder anyone who damages it, touches it or even says its an 'ugly shoe' or 'ehh I've seen better', so what will happen when super cool, super popular,Mr. Bad Boy, Jake Scott accidentally steps on her shoe? Well lets just say Jake and Leah don't exactly see eye to eye.....and why is that? Well you see Leah is like a cool Tomboy nerd girl and Jake is what we my friends call the 'Bad Boy' of Rover High.
He's cool.
He's strong.
He's loved by everyone.
He's got the looks.
He's got the hair.
He's got the bad boy gang.
He's got that smile that is to-die-for!
And not to mention everybody loves him no matter how 'Bad' he is.
Everybody except the girl who's shoes he accidentally stepped on and never apologized to. What will happen when two teenagers who love trouble,fights and their reputation, mix and slowly realize they might not hate each other as much as they thought?
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