IF YOU GET EASILY OFFENDED DONT READ!!1-main character likes trump
2-my grammar skills remain lacking
3-I give my opinions, whether they're wanted or not.
Shes the most popular girl in school.....that just so happens to hang out with outcasts, being one herself. She ticks people off, she's surprised nobody's ever tried getting in a fight with her. She states her opinions and unwanted facts when wanted least, but she couldn't care less. She's on the varsity cheer team. She's pretty, she's hot, she everything your not... Or so you think. Little miss cheerleader has people problems. People think she's a b****, because she's shut most people out. But, when she knows that you're talking to her she's sweet as can be. Unless your a guy. For reasonable reasons. She listens to Johnny Cash, and Green Day. She watches Chuck Norris, and American Idol. She wears what she wants, says what she wants...... But... Doesn't quite do what she wants. She doesn't want to offend people, but sometimes she could care less, if she did. She's never been in a relationship. She's the hardest girl in the world to get. She's a poet. She's rock and roll. She's country. She's southern rock. She's 'boss' she doesn't get along with other cheerleaders, (more like they don't get along with her, because she gets along with just about anybody). Near All girls hate her. Near All boys stay away from her. The most popular girl in school, Courtney McCreary.
Enter Dalton O'Riley, the boy whose dated a tremendous number of 'hard to get girls'
Read what happens when an unstoppable force, meets an inmovable object.
She's all that and a bag of chips...
I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you."
His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them."
"But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine.
"I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you."
I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him.
"I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath.
"Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?"
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Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name.
Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract.
Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him.
And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different.
*Based on a true story*