I Hate You . . . I Think

I Hate You . . . I Think

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First book of The Beaumont Boys Trilogy. Low Riley is your typical girl next door. She has amazing parents and a little sister that she adores. She is well liked at school and has the best friend that she could ever ask for. Low only has one problem . . . Seth Ryker. Seth Ryker is the school's bad boy, well besides his best friend Tuckett. He has taken care of his mom and two brothers ever since his dad left when he was little. Seth is popular at school, but is hated by one person, Low Riley, his cousin Vi's best friend. Ever since kindergarten the two have always hated each other, but because of Vi they have always been forced to spent time together. Eighteen years filled with pranks and teasing are challenged when these two enemies start experiencing feelings. They hate each other . . . or at least they think they do.
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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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