The Bad Boy's Tiny Dancer
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  • Reads 71,485
  • Votes 2,403
  • Parts 15
  • Time 58m
Ongoing, First published Mar 15, 2015
"Oh please, Hunter even if I can speak FUCK OFF in six languages, and I can, I know you won't leave me alone" 

"Got that right, tiny dancer"

Cassidy Hale never wanted to be tangled up in a mess only known as Hunter Knight but during the unfortunate mishap that her Aunt, who was a dance instructor, sprained her ankle she needed to fill in. That day being the day where the bad boy decided to pick up his little sister, who was talking about him to the mysterious Tiny Dancer.

"Your brother sounds like a douche" 
She said to the girl but a different voice replied

"That, I am"

***

"A bad boy to them, a good man to me"
"Only to you, tiny dancer"
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"What are you doing here?" a male snapped at me. I opened my eyes and saw one of the most feared guys in our school, Hayden Hunter. Not far behind Hayden was his group; Asher and Archer Oakes, Lance Hickman and Nash Lawson. They were the bad boy's of the school. Asher and Archer was the mischievous guys of the group. Lance was the quiet, athletic type. Nash was the sweetheart of the group, but still ready to fight for anything, and I do mean anything. Last, but not least, Hayden. He was the strongest of the group and the leader of the group. I glared up at the male, not wanting to show any fear. "None of your damn business!" I snapped, standing up and starting to walk away. Someone grabbed my arm and slammed me again the wall. Hayden smirked at me. "You shouldn't have done that firecracker." he said. I narrowed my eye's at him. "Get's your hands off of me, Casanova. You're not my type." I snapped at him. Behind him, the boy's oohed and his right eye twitched. He leaned in, next to my ear, and whispered, "You're going to be wishing you never said that." ***** This is the second story in the 'Broken Angel' series. This is more a spin-off with Wesley being one of the main characters and the original. You do not have to read the first one, but it is advised to know some details.