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My Neighbor's a Badboy(completed)
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Complete, First published Apr 25, 2015
"Give me back my diary."I said while pinned under Dylan.

"For one thing your sneaking in skills lack, and two, I'm not giving you your diary back."Dylan  said while smirking down at 
me.

And then he did something I didn't see coming, he kissed me.  It was very short, but sweet...until I remembered I was still pinned down on his bed.

After a couple seconds of silence, I finally spoke.  "I didn't want to have to do this, but seeing as you're not going to move..."I said before shoving him with all my might, rolled out from beneath him, ran to the windowsill, and jumped out of his windowsill onto mine, and locked my window.


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Skylar White, your average 17 year old good girl, straight A's, perfect attendance, and a clean record until Tony Fillen shows up.

Dylan Rider is your run of the mill bad boy.  He has a C average, a complicating family life, and a new house...right next to Skylar's.

From enemies to friends, read on as these opposites attract.


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I wrote this when I was like 12 so read with caution, honestly just keeping it published as a reminder of how my writing has improved
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