My Neighbor

My Neighbor

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"Dustin," I hiss. He turns to me. "What if we get caught?" I ask nervously. "Why are we even here?!" He sighed. "Do shut up," he muttered, grabbing the back of my head and forcing my lips to his. His strawberry, minty breath filled my mouth and I couldn't help but kiss back, my arms going up around his neck... Wait... I am kissing Dustin!? My childhood best friend, the player, the one who broke my heart, the one I am supposed to hate, kissing me.... Then I realize we are being watched. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Kristen Moore has lived next door to Dustin Smith for twelve years, meaning they have been best friends since they were five. At the age of sixteen Dustin became a player. Kris had a wonderful life, without Dustin, until one day, he came to her house, knocking on her door, asking for help. What can she do but help him? PLEASE READ!!! I KNOW IT MAY NOT SOUND VERY GOOD, BUT I WILL WORK HARD ON IT (Warning: cussing)
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"What the hell did you do!?" I heard a feminine voice behind me. I groaned and turned around to meet a very angry face. I have never seen a girl this pissed before and honestly speaking, I am a little bit afraid. "She knew what she was getting into. Everyone knows I am player and I never stick to one girl." I shrugged and turned around to walk away. I didn't even take one step when I felt a firm hand on my t-shirt. She took a fist full of my shirt and turned me around so I was facing her. She then held my collar. Damn, she is almost the same height as me and if I would have been any normal guy, I would be terrified of her. "You don't treat girls like trash, asshole. She has feelings, she is not some toy that you got bored from after playing for a while. Apologize to her." She said through gritted teeth pointing towards Leah who was crying her eyes out. I noticed the crowd that started forming around us. I shrugged her hand away from my t-shirt and glared at her. "I will not apologize to anyone." I said slowly through gritted teeth. She is starting to piss me off. No one clashes me and no one stands against me. Even though I am new here, everyone knows that. I saw her eyes go blank and before I could duck, her fist made contact with my face and I felt sharp pain coursing through my nose. I held my nose tight and felt warm liquid flowing to my lips. Olivia Claire is a 16 year old high scholar. She is a fighter who never took anyone's shit and is famous for it. She mostly minds her own business occasionally helping people that might need her. Carter Grayson is a 16 year old guy recently transferred to Olivia's high school. Tall, handsome guy with lean figure, hazel eyes, brown hair and smile to die for. He has been known to be a player in his last high school and he plans on continuing that identity. So, what happens when a typical bad boy clashes with a not-so-nerd bad girl.

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