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Bad boy & I?

Bad boy & I?

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Sep 23, 2015
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I, Nicole Beckum, am everything but normal. If there was a definition for it, it would not be me. I'm a nobody. little friends, small job, made fun of, but you can never forget my huge ego that I have. although, I try to stay on my schools good side. every year everyone knows me because all you'll ever hear at honors day is: Beckum because my brother is a sports-a-freak or they'll hear about a fight I was in but wasn't blamed for or got in trouble at all. As for my other brothers, Ethan and Ciel, well lets just say they don't even show up for honors. probably drag some poor girl to the back of the school to make out with for a while. This is the story of how one night, one stupid night, turned my whole social and love life upside down. within one night I would be now known as: Nicole Beckum, crazy party animal, insane drunk, forever remembered daredevil and ass-kicking bitch. it all happened because of one selfish and sarcastic asshole, James Cordell, the bad boy. I wish I didn't go to that party. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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