Bad Boy's Game

Bad Boy's Game

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"You're not like other girls Sam." He says, a smirk on his face and mischief dancing in his eyes. I scoff, "Oh really. In what way?" He locks his eyes on mine, taking a step closer. "You're the only girl in this entire school that isn't falling for me." "It's really not that hard." I say, rolling my eyes. "I bet I could get you to fall for me." He bites his lip. "Let's play a little game. We will date, and if you fall for me, you lose and it proves that you're just like every other girl who's obsessed with me" I was never one to turn down a challenge. Especially one as easy as this. Play the bad boy's game. Don't fall in the process. Piece of cake. "Deal." ~*~ Samantha accepts Riley's challenge, but not falling for the bad boy is a lot harder than she thought.
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She's rich, the perfect student, and graduating early. He's a heathen, a heartbreaker, and well he may never graduate... These all might be true, but with every fact, there is a detail to be explained. When people can be seen below the surface of their persona your whole view of them and their lives change. Axel thinks he's a hardass, huh? Well so does Victoria. So which one knows - How to Steal a Heart? ╰┈➤ a taste "I'm a mess," I shake my head, "Apparently a mess only you can see," "Only because I'm looking," He gestures to his eyes. "I see you, there's nothing wrong with seeing you." I completely shift myself to look at Axel. I sat in front of him as he looked down at me. This is the Axel that has me wrapped around his finger. Not the fighter, not the bad boy. The compassionate, well-spoken, devoted, Axel Stone that is sitting in front of me. So when the story comes out of my inevitable demise - know that it was Axel Stone's words that slain me. Not his persona or his larger-than-life muscles -even though those are very nice- it was the way he cared for me. The way he set a fire in my soul, a flame to my heart. The way he anchored me.

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