The Badboy And His Clique
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Its just a bad boy and his clique "ruling the school" if you will but not everyone in the school is necessarily "scared" of them.
2 girls, the best of friends, are smart, quick witted, sarcastic, and are your average good girl, from what you know.
They are drawn to this group of boys not only because they are kind of hot, but they have a mysterious vibe. That's attractive.
Join them on the hard adventure with the bad boy and his clique.
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