Rosie Red
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"A small town girl like you doesn't belong in a big city like this." He sneered in my ear. My breath hitched in my throat as I struggled to stay calm. "And you want to know why that is, princess?" I just stared at him, unsure of what to say. He leaned in, his lips almost touching mine. "Because you think you know where your going, and then suddenly you're lost." And with that he stalked back to his dorm, leaving me standing outside in the cold my back still against the brick wall. Then it hit me. Was that a threat? -------- Meet Rosie Vixon. Beautiful brown hair that shines perfectly when the sun hits it, big brown eyes. She's smart, and keeps to herself quite a bit. That was, until she meets Niall Horan. Rosie just moved into the dorms of an exclusive private school in upstate New York. After living in a small town, she's still trying to adjust. Rosie is trying to fit in with as many people as she can and stay out of as much trouble as she can, but Niall Has other plans.. Join her on her journey through the next year, as she experiences things she never thought possible.
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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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