Blended Family

Blended Family

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My name is Riley Dawson. I'm a straight A and B student, I live in a small town called Charlestown with my mom and dad, well at least until they got into an ugly divorce when I was in 6th grade. Every thing started going down hill from there, because of our small town everybody knew about it the next day and kids started bullying me. But the person who made my life basically a living hell was Jennifer sweet. So we moved to Atlanta for a new start, but things just got worse. The only thing that was the best was when my mom found somebody. She found james. I haven't seen him yet, but I will, someday. We moved back to Charlestown and planned to stay there. Meet Marcus Roman. A self-centered, egotistical bastard. He is the son of my mom's boyfriend. He moved to Charleston from Atlanta. My mom always said to watch out for bad people and I'm definitely gonna watch out for him. Now, some of you maybe thinking 'why are we talking about him?' Well he's part of my Blended Family. (This is not incest)
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"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.

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