Winning The Bad Boys Game

Winning The Bad Boys Game

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Pushing my way through the crowd to get to my class on time, I bump into something hard.. Well more like they bumped into me. I grimace as I hit the ground hard, looking up I see a boy smirking down at me. A boy I soon recognize as the schools bad boy.. "Watch where you are going!" He snaps. "I did but obviously you didn't!" I snap back. "Do you know who I am?" He asks, raising his eyebrow. "Yeah, the schools hoe." I say smirking. I feel myself be lifted off the ground, I feel my back being slammed into the locker. "I'm not a hoe. I'm a bad boy" "The one who thinks they can steal any girls heart" "I don't think, I know" "Wanna bet?" I ask growing more angry. "Sure lets play a game" he smirks.
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As I walk into the school, he spots me and immediately starts talking to me. I brush past him, ignoring him, but today is definitely not my lucky day... He grabs my arm firmly, stopping me, and turns me to face him. The pain on my face contorts his expression. "What's wrong, Emma? Lost your voice, lizard?" I don't look at him; my head is hung low once again. "When I'm talking, you need to look at me!" he shouts, lifting my chin so I have to meet his gaze. I look at him, but it's not with innocence; it's with anger. "Oh, look, Emma's angry, everyone!" he mocks. "Just leave me alone," I say, meeting his eyes as I pull my arm free from his grip and walk away. He stares at me, shocked, as do all the kids around us, not expecting what I just did.

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