I Dare You

[This book is for YA viewers #rateyourstories]

[A/N: This story is a piece of FICTION and "I am NOT a Feminist" but there will be a lot of Man-Hating going on in this story. I PERSONALLY don't have that problem, the OC does. Not me - HER!]

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He blinked disbelieving, "Uhh... I'm sorry... could you repeat that?"

I sighed heavily, rolling my eyes sarcastically at him, crossing my arms over my chest and taking a firm stance with my legs locked "I said. That's F*CKING BULL-CRAP"

He continued to stare at me dumbfounded, eyes slightly narrowed and mouth open as he shook his head slowly, never breaking eye contact with me. Honestly, he looked really stupid like that - As do all the guys who have this unfortunate conversation with me.

You'd think they'd all know better right? Than to try and pull this crap with me.... but then again, guys are idiots in general. I suppose its not too out of the question for there to still be a few morons left around here, willing to get shot between the eyes, kicked in their balls. Keh. I guess its only natural then that I be the one to put them back in their place. Away from me.

"How's it bullcrap?"

Sighing again, narrowing my eyes at him, taking a step forward and leaning into his personal space, causing him to take a step back. "Well, I'd be inclined to explain that to you but I doubt you'd understand any of it. So let me just say this..." placing my left hand on my hip, while digging my right hand's pointer finger into his chest. "To me, you men are nothing more than a piece of gutter trash. It would be in your best interest and mine, if you never talked to me again. Avoid me like the plague. Or else you're going to be in for a world of hurt"

"But I--"

"End of Discussion"

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