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My life with a bad boy

My life with a bad boy

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Okay so it's not my fault I have to go to school to pray my stupid pother told me I had to and get back on the A's. So today is my first day back at school in over 9 months because I was in a accident that killed three people and the bus driver p, I on the other hand got out with a poll stuck threw my back and lying in pain for about 3-4 hours. So now I have scares all over my back that shows where the poll went threw me. But it will be good to go back to school like how many people say that and not be sarcastic, NOBODY that's who I am looking forward to meeting my friends again and listening to the chit chat all day I have found out that there are a lot of new kids and out of them there are like three gangs and apparently one has Mr bad boy and I am known as the good girl in the school even if I haven't been there every teacher loves me never got under a B or A and I had an awesome group of friends that. Haven't seen I at lest three months because of rehab. So today is Friday yep.
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Lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd forgotten to get a book from my locker, so I quickly went to get it. I was leaning on the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door, when warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move." Being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hand backwards. I heard a grunt and turned to find the person behind me now hunched over as they held onto a part of their face. "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. And then he looked up. The first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. It looked so smooth, and I almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering. It was him. Six. The most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook. I'm dead. *********** #11 Teen Fiction - 31 December 2015 #15 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015 #16 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015

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