The Badboy and the Sociopath
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Last published Wed, Aug 15, 2018
(The Things That Define Us)
London was the girl who felt nothing; she was impulsive, no-one understood her but she couldn't bring herself to care cause it just wasn't her. She was fine not having close friends or not really being on anyone's radar but that was until she caught the attention of Derek Malcolm, her highschool's resident badboy.
But Derek isn't exactly what he seems, beneath his indifferent facade there's more to this 'bad-boy' than just tattoos and poor attendance..
What will happen when he finally meets someone who cares even less than him? Will it make him care even more for her or will they both be burned by this fire they inadvertently ignited? Anything's possible or at least that's what school's guidance counselor tells her
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