High school :Good meets bad

High school :Good meets bad

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It was the last day of school. Just chilling with my guys, before someone bumped into me, it was Melissa. She looked cute and all but I was trying to keep the bad look on for while. I wished I had helped her up..... sincerely. "Oh, isn't it the tomboy Melissa ",Nick said. I, on the other hand had to open my mouth to say something mean and I did, she didn't say anything for a while so I decided to keep on talking. Finally, she spoke out ,not really minding her until she spoke hurtful words about my mother. I took her to the janitor's closet, I got closer to her, mehn I felt like kissing those sexy lips, but she spoke wrongly about my mom. High school girl Melissa meets bad boy Wade pretty much more drama in the book..... Hope u enjoy
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"You good, babe? You kinda seem a bit off today." "How so?" I asked, even though I knew the answer to that question. Damien answered, "Well you haven't been talking much, even when we were driving from the school and to your house, you've avoided eye contact with me, and you seem a bit nervous around me. I know you've been a bit sick last week, but I can't help but feel as if you're hiding something from me." I stared outside of my window as I sighed, "You're right, but I don't know how you'll react. I myself don't know how to react. I haven't told anyone." "About...?" Damien asked as he parked the car in front of a liquor store. I sighed, "Can we talk about this later?" Damien sighed before nodding and getting out the car. He then went into the liquor store and, after about ten minutes, came back with two bags with two bottles in each. He placed the bags in the trunk before getting in the driver's seat and staring at me. "What?" I asked shyly. "Are you pregnant?" Damien asked with a straight face while staring me into my eyes. I blushed, "What? Why would you think-" "Are you pregnant, City?" he asked again, and I looked away. *This story contains mature themes and contents. Read at your own risk*

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