Ill Never Understand Boys In Leather Jackets

Ill Never Understand Boys In Leather Jackets

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In my school, the jacket makes the man...I guess. The jocks wear the letter jackets, and I guess they think their some sort of sporty god when wearing it. The...um-pretty boys wear designer jackets. I guess they think their some sort of rock stars wearing these blinged up party life jackets. Yet, out of everyone, the one that confuses me the most are boys in leather jackets. What should I Call them? Bad boys? Gangsters? Who cares? The point is they throw on some leather and the next think you know their acting like some sort of bad boy Channing Tatum. They think they have the right to push anyone around, and screw any girl they please. I make the mistake of helping one of these bad boys out...and now him and his huge ego won't leave me alone. I'm Noel (weird name..whatever) and I'm being stalked by bad boy JD...
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