REVERSED

REVERSED

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published вск, апр. 12, 2015
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The smoke slowly eased up my nose and I sighed heavily, annoyed. Wrong decision. I coughed viciously from the inhale of the smoke. Her eyes perked up to mine, her right eyebrow lifting centimeters from her eye in amusement. "Do you mind?" I asked, harshly, soon regretting my tone with her. She wasn't nice, and from what I've heard, she fears nothing. I don't think she'd hesitate kicking me in my face since I just snapped at her, which frightened me to the extent. Surprisingly though, she dropped the cigarette and stepped on it with her black leather boots not losing eye contact with me. I gulped. Her eyes traveled from my head to my toes, "You have a nice day, geek Marshall." She winked and in shock, I watched her lengthy figure walk swiftly away from my presence. From that moment, I knew Molly Patterson was going to be a worry in my life from now on. Bad Boy meets Good Girl. Super cliché, eh? Let's REVERSE it for a moment. Read this story to see a Bad Girl meet a Good Boy.
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"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.

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