Bad Girl Good Boy

Bad Girl Good Boy

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WpMetadataReadPer adultiCompleta gio, nov 5, 20151h 57m
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We've all read stories about the bad boy and the good girl. But what about the bad girl? Allison Marie Moore goes be Ali. She is a 17 year old girl. She was adopted when she was 7. She doesn't like anyone she has really bad trust issues. She smokes, drinks and parties. She doesn't even care what happens to her. Derek Lee Adams is the school nerd straight A's perfect school attendance pretty much a perfect person. But of course he's bullied by the school jocks and even most of the cheerleaders pick on him. One day Ali sees Derek being bullied and steps in they get close. Can Ali learn to trust? *****I do not own any of the pictures in this story I got them from Google images again I do not own the pictures!!!!!
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