Risky Decisions

Risky Decisions

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Nico Vaughan, the junior class "Nice Girl" wants to be free from her abusive and obsessive ex-boyfriend. Valen Henford, the school's resident "Rich Guy meets Bad Boy" wants to spend his senior year with the girl he's been in love with for years. When their worlds clash, it's a battle of Risky Decisions, each one pulling them closer together. As their separate stories weave into one, they become one team working to grant each other the "more" they've both always dreamed of having. ▪️ New Chpts every Monday and Thursday ▪️ ▪️ Dual Pov ▪️ ▪️ Fake-Dating Trope ▪️ |◁ II ▷| Valen walks me to Chemistry after the break, which we spent huddled in a crowded area of the hallway, earning us a lot of looks. I've noticed that some people I usually get waves and smiles from haven't done quite so many in the past week. My worry is growing. Am I ruining my reputation? Valen sees my troubled look and bumps me lightly. "Wanna hold hands?" He asks cheekily. A light laugh bubbles from my chest, and I lightly smack the hand he's holding out for me. He whines and rubs it dramatically. How did the rumors get this gentle man so twisted?
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Everyone thought she was just the quiet girl. Kept to herself. Always early to class. He was the boy with the bike, the bruised knuckles, and a reputation that came with warnings. "Stay away from him," they warned. So naturally, she found him on the rooftop one afternoon, leaning against the railing, cigarette in hand. He raised an eyebrow. "Wrong place, angel." She stepped in, smirking as the breeze played with her hair. "Nah. I make everywhere the right place." He chuckled-right until she snatched the cigarette from his hand, dropped it, and crushed it under her shoe. "You've been staring for weeks," she said, tilting her head. "Figured I'd save you the trouble and come say hi." His smirk vanished, but he said nothing as she turned and walked off. That night, he texted . Him: You always this bossy? Her: Only with boys who look good when they obey.

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