He Changed Me

He Changed Me

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"Being bad never felt so good, until I met you" he whispered into my ear, so softly like he was singing one of his songs. 'The Prince of Darkness', his fans and strangers call him. Our friends call him 'King'. But his real name is Sebastian Arrington. The punk rock star of our school. His heart was like a battered guitar; discarded onto the road after being scuffed and worn from being toyed, but deep down the hollow sound hole isolates its beautiful tunes. But when the strings are played the right way, it could bring a large crowd to stand and admire the great beauty. His voice could send my heart racing faster than Tom Grosset hitting his drums. And that's when I realized that the way he changed my heart beat was dangerous. I could dance with them to that rhythm for as long as the song lasts. But I knew that with him, I'd trip and fall like an instrument in a band playing the wrong note sending the entire production to doom. "Don't play me, like a guitar" I snapped at him, walking away. But suddenly he grabbed my wrist before I could reach the exit. His voice slowly coiled into a venomous smile at one corner of his mouth. It was his deadly smirk. "Frankly my dear, my first love is a guitar. And I'll do whatever I want to hear your lovely voice tell me and only me 'I love you'" ____________________________________ Before Bailey Viola Harper's whole existence has been a big non-event and uninspiring to create music, she heads off to the crazy, magnificent, and anything-but-boring world of the Aguilera Talented Arts School and her world becomes the total opposite of boring. Because in the back of the wild music studio, 'the King' or 'Prince of Darkness' sits in his gothic apparel, holding his electric guitar. The dangerously attractive, funny, destructive, screwed up and utterly fascinating Sebastian Arrington. He pulls Bailey into his world of music, rocking her world and steals her innocent pure heart.
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"I'll leave you alone." His words filled the tormenting silence, "After tonight you won't have to see me again, only in class and that's it." My heart ached at his words, why? This should be a good thing, I wouldn't have to deal with Alejandro Rodriguez ever again. So why... Why does the thought of him not being around hurt. I stopped playing with my food and slowly lifted my head to look at him. He stared straight into my watery eyes. His face filled with regret and concern. He stood up from his seat and walked over to me, squatting down to my level. "Hey, hey." He softly whispered his hands holding both of my mines, softly caressing them with his thumb. "Please don't cry, por favor." He reached a hand to my face and gently wiped the tears. "I-I don't want you to leave me alone." My voice breaking and my vision filling with tears. Layla Cruise, is the most popular girl in high school with a perfect life, people call her the Golden girl. Perfect curly hair, perfect boyfriend. However, thats what they see when she's at school. Remove the glam and glitter, wipe off the makeup and you'll find a trickle of bruises her boyfriend leaves her. TW: this story contains strong themes (SA, Language, and sexual content)

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