Bad Isn't Always Terrible (REWRITING)

Bad Isn't Always Terrible (REWRITING)

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I AM REWRITING THIS BOOK-ITS POORLY WRITTEN AND THOUGHT OUT, SO PLEASE DO NOT JUDGE MY WRITING BASED OFF OF THIS. *PLEASE DONT READ THIS, IT'S AWFUL* • Mason's been abused since a young age by his step father. Without a mother for support and the constant fear for his life, he decides caring just isn't worth it. Why care about good grades, when you might not even live long enough for graduation? Why be nice and let people push you around without putting up a fight? Although, Mason does have one rule he's keen on keeping: Never get attached. Charlotte (Charlie) had a big secret of her own. With a secret life, missing sibling, and a special hatred Mason Carter, her life was definitely in for a big surprise. When Charlie's best friend gets transferred to a different class, the teacher decides to pair her up with none other than the infamous prick. With the two rivals, both with devastating secrets, stuck with each other both during, and after school, will they be able to keep their secrets to themselves? ••••• Highest Ranking #1 in Alcohol Cover by @RapunzelsSavior
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S.I.X

Lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd forgotten to get a book from my locker, so I quickly went to get it. I was leaning on the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door, when warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move." Being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hand backwards. I heard a grunt and turned to find the person behind me now hunched over as they held onto a part of their face. "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. And then he looked up. The first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. It looked so smooth, and I almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering. It was him. Six. The most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook. I'm dead. *********** #11 Teen Fiction - 31 December 2015 #15 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015 #16 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015

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