The Fallen
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Last published Sat, May 23, 2015
well kids my names drake now down to buisness lets start from the very begining just for storys sake so I had just moved into a little town for my dads work only for a year though then again its not anything new for me I've been all over this god forsaken country but for now I live in Mississippi where I had just enrolled for school a little middle school called iuka middle its a decent school it dosent have dress codes but wifi so that's a plus but I went home after enrolling to mentally prepare myself to plaster on a fake ass smile to make a decent impression for these things I guess ill call people I mainly just stayed in my room thinking about what happened last time and all that comes to mind was him and I get a flash of images in my mind of my first day at an old school I was just in my seat with my head down trying to be as quite and un noticed as possible just for humilitys sake then the usual group of popular girls come over to ask me my name and giggle trying to seem
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*
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