The Wrong Right Story

The Wrong Right Story

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, May 8, 2025
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Romance
Alex's plan was simple: survive freshman year, check off every item on her *romantic college bucket list*, and avoid Chris Rodrigo at all costs. But fate-and a reckless game of Truth or Dare-had other plans. When Chris is dared to help Alex complete her list, what starts as a game quickly turns into something neither of them expected. Late-night diner runs, stolen kisses under stadium lights, and whispered confessions blur the lines between pretend and real. For the first time, Alex wonders if love might be better when it's unpredictable. But nothing is ever that simple. Alexander is hiding something-something that might explain why Tyler Knight ended up at the bottom of a staircase with blood on his hands. Danielle's sharp tongue hides secrets of her own. And Chris? The more Alex unravels his past, the more she realizes the boy behind the bad reputation is nothing like she imagined. As friendships fracture and truths surface, Alex must decide: is love worth the risk when the wrong boy could be the right story?
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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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