The Rantipole and I

The Rantipole and I

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{ Rantipole: a wild, reckless, sometimes quarrelsome person } I'm the ordinary high school girl, I wasn't 'Queen Bee' but I definitely wasn't classified as one of the 'geeks' or 'nerds'. In my opinion, I didn't care since I can be friends with anyone except for Bryant Evans, the popular egotistical asswipe of the school who has more dïck than brains. He was always getting into fights, partying and probably other irrelevant things. Everything was going perfectly fine in my life until after the accident and that's when big shït Evans decided that I was his new sudden interest. The only thing going through my mind was 'fück my life'. Then things started getting interesting and next thing I knew, I was basically a different person. "He Brought Out The Side Of Me. I Thought I Would Never See." -Melody Price
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