Trouble Screams Yorkley

Trouble Screams Yorkley

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If I would describe Keith Yorkley in three words, I would say... Hot... Gorgeous... And Trouble... On the first day I came here to this stupid boarding school, I noticed two guys. One with jet black hair, electric blue eyes and striking personality as he was slacking off in front of the dean. I mean who slacks off in front of the dean?! You would, if you want to be expelled that is. But this guy cared the least about how he acted, which I found so charmingly hot in a way. Keith... And the other guy had blond hair that was spiked up like a shark fin, blue eyes and had a player aura around him as he flirted with me heavily which I found interestingly sexy because I'm a player myself. Kent... As time passed by, the school was not so bad as I thought it would be, specially when both Ks were trying so hard to win my heart and I think I'm falling for one of them. Bad Girl + Bad Boy = Chaos
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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