She suddenly turned back, as if she felt a presence approach her. Her beautiful pale blue eyes stared right through me, almost emotionless. And then, her eyes molded into the coldest glare I've ever seen, filled with pure rage, anger and hatred.
All just because of a foolish catastrophic dare.
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Brooklyn Castronova, leads a picture- perfect mediocre life. Or maybe she potrays it to be like that ?
With her two loyal best friends, excellent grades on her tab and a body to die for, she is all ready to battle her last high school year.
And then enters, Zavier Maria Santos, the 'complete bad boy package'.
With his huge ego, impetous actions and killer looks, he seems more than ready to graduate his last high school year.
But is he, with his own hidden insecurities ?
What would happen if they crossed paths? What would happen when one more than willingly agreed to serve the other ?
How? Why?
All will be answered.
A story which will make you laugh, weep and 'aww' all at the same time.
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If you are going to be BAD, then you have to do it the BAD way...
It's pretty simple:
1) Don't get caught
2) Always have a Plan B
3) If all else fails... Run...Run for your life!
Everyone has a bad side. Some try to deny it's existence, some hide it and others well...they rule the world with it.
In the book of being BAD there are ninety-nine formulas for world domination...
Number one: You aren't BAD until you can walk around the school dressed in all pink and have everyone afraid to approach you.
Number two: You aren't BAD until you can break into a certain bad boys house and well... do the wrong kinds of stuff.
Number three: You aren't bad until quite
frankly, you have declared vengeance against the bad boy.
~*~
"I heard you like bad boys," Blade says with a vivid smirk on his face.
I glared up at him, without responding clenching my fists fighting the urge to punch him in the face.
"So...?" He says after a couple seconds of silence.
"So what?"
"So what do you think...Tinker Bell?" He says emphasing on the stupid name.
His face moved closer to mine and I stared back into his green eyes, watching the fire inside ignite.
I smirked, "Then find me one."
Blade grins at my witty retort and shrugs it off.
"I look at you and I see cotton candy, but then you open your mouth... and suddenly you turn into licorice," he scoffs.
"Welcome to the game bitch, your move, now let's play."
~*~
When two very unlikely paths cross, it turns into chaos, vengeance and the ultimate revenge schemes.
Has Blade Collins finally met his match?
Or has he met the devil himself in the form of a high school girl? One, who he didn't even know existed only twenty minutes ago. But now he does, and what's left to do... but finish the war that has started.