Born to be badass

Born to be badass

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jul 29, 2015
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Meet Hanna Monte.She radiates confidence in everything she does, whether it's ordering a drink,buying a set of wheels,or dealing with boys.You know how in the movies they pin labels on certain students like The nerd,the jock.Well,Hanna is labeled as the badass at her boarding school.She always carves her own path,she chooses where she wants to go,when she wants to go,it's all her decision.As Hana says, badass style is rapidly recognizable by what she wears,what she does and who she hangs out with. Now meet,Cameron hill.The new,oh so bad boy In town.Not only is Cameron a bad boy but a player.He's filthy rich too.His first day of saint Marie's boarding school,he became the sex god,the bad boy,the badass,the player and the rich boy in just a short period of time.What happens when you put the cocky bad boy with the sarcastic,comeback giving badass?You get a unforgettable roller coaster ride with some twist and turns and an ultra-cool motherfucking story. (A MUST READ)
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COMPLETED "You are pretty dumb for a dork," I laugh as Justin hangs his head down in defeat, "Let me show you" I fiddle around with the displaced parts until it clicks together and the record player starts playing again, "See it's supposed to do that!" "You are pretty smart for a slut." He says back with a laugh but, I can see on his face he instantly regrets it. My mouth is hanging open, in complete shock, when he continues "I'm sorry I didn't mean it-" "No, stop," I say with a slight laugh and then for some reason it grows to a full-blown fit of laughter, "No. one. has. ever. called. me. that. to. My. face" I manage to get out through my small, continuing fits of laughter. "You aren't mad at me?" "No, it's not like that an unknown fact," I saw with a smile, "I'm actually surprised you had the balls to say it." "I don't think you are a slut," He says, his cheeks getting a little flushed. In my most breathy, husky voice, I answer, "are you sure, Justin? I know you have thought about the things I would let you do to me if I would just get naked in front of you." As I start to pull off the sweater that is covering the small tank top that's under it. His face flushes a deeper color of red and I can't help but, giggle a little. "Don't worry Justin, I won't get naked unless you ask." Justin and Blythe are basically polar opposites from each other but, because of one class, they find themselves having to learn everything they can about each other. Where will this story take them? Will they become friends or enemies? Will they pass the class and the ultimate test? Continue on reading to find out!

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