Bad Meaning Good
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"What's your definition of bad Alana?" Luke asked as my back finally hit the wall. I sucked in a nervous breath as I finally noticed how close we were and the fact that no one else was around. 

"Bad meaning bad or bad meaning good?"

"What's the difference?" He asked and his eyebrows came together in confusion. I put my arms lazily on his shoulders and stood up to my full height. 

"When I first met you, I thought you were bad like a criminal, someone who belonged in jail, now I see that you're the other kind of bad. The good kind.  The kind that you become addicted to and can't get enough of. Why?"
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