Teach Me How To Be A Bad Boy

Teach Me How To Be A Bad Boy

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"Hello. Umm, are you Blair Windsor?" I whipped my head around to see a half-naked teenage boy standing before me with hopeful eyes. "Yeah... So?" I replied with caution. Why isn't he afraid to talk to me? "Uhh, I have a question- err favor- err" he stuttered, his voice cracking on every other word. Never mind. He is definitely afraid. I cut him off, "Spit it out! What do you want?" I demanded. He visibly gulped. "I've heard that you're sort of the bad girl of the school and I was wondering if-" "Sort of?" I cut him off again, staring at him with a bored expression. "I mean, you are the bad girl of the school, and I was just wondering if you could maybe..." He paused and took a deep breath. "Teach me." "Teach you what?" "Teach me how to be a bad boy." Warning: Contains a shit load of strong language. You've been warned...
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Tutoring the Bad Boy. ~~ He smirked. "Whoops! Look who has read 50 Shades of Grey. Trust me getting kinky is almost every guys dream. I knew you had hidden desires! All the shy ones do." I blushed a little. "No! I don't have any hidden desires." The image of me and Bryan on a bed, with no clothes and handcuffs and ties entering my head. I shook my head vigorously. Hell no! That ain't happening in another millennium. Instantly trying to change the topic, I glanced at my bucket list and then at him. "What are you teaching me?" I asked, fear already gripping me like ivy. He smirked evilly. "How to be a badass." ~~ Once in a while, in the middle of life, love gives us a fairytale. And some fairytale love stories are completely unexpected and thus more memorable. No one expected the class president and the leader of Trouble Triggers to even talk about anything but notes and pencils. But then fate's a bitch and loves to meddle! Their life changes drastically when the good girl- Joanna Williams has to tutor the bad boy- Bryan Cooper. Along with the tutoring comes constant fun, too much bickering, lame jokes, scary sarcasm, idiotic friends, too many unknown emotions, jungles in tummy, bucket lists, unheard secrets and haunting pasts. Maybe some fairytales don't have a happy ending... or do they? (A/N: Contains a lot of 'F' words and grammatical mistakes. Don't say you weren't warned.)

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