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Rivalry. The one word that was the causation of what drew them apart, but could it also be what drives them together? Abigail Turner and Nicolas Grayson, are childhood rivals who could possibly turn into something more. Having shared a bond that was formed through their shared competitiveness. From the time they were in 3rd grade, they engaged in a continuous game of one-uping each other. They were constantly seeking to prove their superiority over the other, even if it meant resorting to silly and immature tactics. One of Nicolas' ideas was the tally marking system, a symbolic representation of shame for the one who wore it, serving as a visual reminder of how many times they had been defeated. It became a tangible way for them to keep track of their victories and losses, fueling their competitive fire and driving them to outdo each other. However, underneath their playful rivalry, there was always a flicker of something deeper. Their constant push-and-pull, the intense desire to outshine each other, masked a hidden connection that went beyond mere competition. Could this be what finally pushes them together to be something more?
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"What the hell did you do!?" I heard a feminine voice behind me. I groaned and turned around to meet a very angry face. I have never seen a girl this pissed before and honestly speaking, I am a little bit afraid. "She knew what she was getting into. Everyone knows I am player and I never stick to one girl." I shrugged and turned around to walk away. I didn't even take one step when I felt a firm hand on my t-shirt. She took a fist full of my shirt and turned me around so I was facing her. She then held my collar. Damn, she is almost the same height as me and if I would have been any normal guy, I would be terrified of her. "You don't treat girls like trash, asshole. She has feelings, she is not some toy that you got bored from after playing for a while. Apologize to her." She said through gritted teeth pointing towards Leah who was crying her eyes out. I noticed the crowd that started forming around us. I shrugged her hand away from my t-shirt and glared at her. "I will not apologize to anyone." I said slowly through gritted teeth. She is starting to piss me off. No one clashes me and no one stands against me. Even though I am new here, everyone knows that. I saw her eyes go blank and before I could duck, her fist made contact with my face and I felt sharp pain coursing through my nose. I held my nose tight and felt warm liquid flowing to my lips. Olivia Claire is a 16 year old high scholar. She is a fighter who never took anyone's shit and is famous for it. She mostly minds her own business occasionally helping people that might need her. Carter Grayson is a 16 year old guy recently transferred to Olivia's high school. Tall, handsome guy with lean figure, hazel eyes, brown hair and smile to die for. He has been known to be a player in his last high school and he plans on continuing that identity. So, what happens when a typical bad boy clashes with a not-so-nerd bad girl.

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