Not My Bad Boy
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“Crying over a guy? pick your head up princess your tiara is falling” I heard a deep voice say.
I just allowed myself to take a short sneak peak of the pair of brand new dark blue/white Vans in front of me. A shiver went down my spine, I didn’t dare to look up higher. I already knew who was standing right in front of me.
Dale,
Dale Foster.
You would say that Dale is your stereotype description of the school’s bad boy.
The guy who runs the school more than a principal does.
The type of guy that wouldn’t even bother to attend detention class.
The type of guy that will rebuild your face for just even looking at something that’s his.
The type of guy that comes home every day at 6 am in the morning drunk and completely wasted.
The type of guy who doesn’t care about anything or anyone.
The type of guy that gets into fights all the time.
Well that’s him.
And then there is me;
Eleanor Flores.
I’m a junior, but really, I skipped 2 years of high school. I was a straight A student, never failed any of my classes in my entire life, and I’m proud of that.
I was new.
New in California.
Both my parents are very successful and hardworking doctors. They made us move to California for their job, but still they’re rarely home.
But what happens when…
When I have to move in with the bad boy. The person I fear the most. The person who makes me want to dig a hole and hide in it.
And the worst part is that I didn’t even had a say into this.
I feared him. I wanted to get away from him. I didn’t want to get involved with him.
I used to be carefree, enjoying my life like there was no tomorrow. But I changed. And a boy had everything to do with it. I was scared, scarred with my memories, scarred with my secrets.
And Dale would just be repeating history.
Follow Dale and Eleanor on their adventure.
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"If I risk it all, could you break my fall? How do I live? How do I breathe? When your not here i'm sufficated. I wanna feel love, run through my blood. Tell me is this where I give it all up? For you, I have to risk it all, Cuz the Writing's on the Walls." This is a story about a boy and a girl. She loves him, and he want's her dead. But he vowed to keep her safe..But how can he keep such a dangerous vow? *EXCERPT FROM BOOK BELOW* "Our story is like the movies. The movies with the happy endings?" I yelled as he got out of the car. "No! Our ending is nothing like those movies Vana. Our story is the both of us risking it all and then ending up right next to Kyle." He said and sighed. And he was right. Our ending is that one fucked up movie that no on wants to go see. "SO YOU AREN'T WILLING TO RISK IT ALL!?! I yelled louder as the rain came pouring down. He turned on his heal and stomped twords me pulling me close to him leaveing no space between us. His lips came crashing down on mine making the butterflies in my stomach errupt with pleaseure. He pulled away and sighed as did I. He grabbed my hand and ran his thumb over the knuckle of my thumb over my tattoo thanks to his stupid game of dare or dare. "Look at the perspective of things Vana. You might see a smily face but I don't. I see a sad face. You don't want my happy ending. Trust me." He said and sighed again. "I love you so much Vana." He said and kissed the top of my head and then walked back over to his house. But he didn't really love me. If he did he would be willing to risk it all just like I am. But I am left just like Kyle had suspected. Alone and heart broken in the rain. Because I was always the one willing to risk it all. For him.
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