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Falling For The Bad Boys
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Ongoing, First published Dec 07, 2014
Have you ever dated the most bad ass in the school, but it turns out they're the most sweetest guy ever, when you get to know them.. Their both brothers. But the thing is he’s the bad boy, they sell drugs, party all day, cocky, popular, get into fights, player, and no respect. Then there's, us, sisters: one a nerd, shy, one somewhat popular, sweet, sporty, fun when you get to know us, and abused... 
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How did I get the bad boys fall in love with me? And my older sister? I’m just a nerd with a popular older sister, who’s somewhat like a nerd with me. Something has gone wrong, right? How would they love two girls, that get abused, by their father... Two bad boys, who are brothers and two good girls, who are also sisters.
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 He has to give me them back, for me and my brother. Both of them need to come back to me, I can’t believe he took them. I should have paid more attention or at least quit and took the beating. But, we didn't, my brother and I were being fucking care less… She’s my life, and the other is my brother’s life. We've never met girls like that before in our life, except my mother...
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