it all started with a fight!

it all started with a fight!

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So all this started with a fight, belive it or not. My name is Lyric Marie and this is my story of love, pain, badboys, tears and so much more. I woke up 08:30 am by my stupid alarm that was telling me to get ready for school. I grunted and stopped the alarm, it was playing shout it out by Reece Mastin. I needed to get ready so I dragged my sleeping self into the bathroom, stepping in to a cold shower I screamed as the water hit me. "Fuck this is cold". Anyway when I was done I started getting dressed. I chose a pair of green ripped skinny jeans, a black veil brides shirt and my faitfull lether jacked. Then I did my hair wich is dirty blonde, I just put my hair into a ponytaile and then I fixed my makeup. The makeup was plain and boring but it shooted me. Running down the stairs to the kitchen to get some breakfast. Good morning mom I said with a smile. Good morning Lyric was all she said before she ran out the door to catch the car that would be taking her to work.
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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