Beautiful Disaster
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  • Parts 34
  • Time 1h 36m
  • Reads 66,049
  • Votes 2,011
  • Parts 34
  • Time 1h 36m
Complete, First published Dec 10, 2014
Mature
Highest Rank#34



I look up at the school wall staring at the painting that he did. I know he did it, because I've seen him do it before. "Beautiful" I mumble and helplessly I drag my fingers across the wall.
"This is what you call beautiful Ms.Cambell" a stern and strong voice booms behind me only my principal has that voice. 
"A beautiful disaster, please make your way to my office...Now" he says and stalks off.He leaves me in shock and so many things run through my mind. The bad boy is going to get it!

This tall tale of the school bad boy and neighborhood bully and the nice girl with a crazy side, but also has a bad girl streak.
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)