you couldn't help but stop to breathe the next day in school after the party. all throughout the day, you had been scanning the sea of people for a particular person - someone you weren't even quite sure of yourself. but when you saw her in class earlier, you couldn't do anything besides smile to yourself and feel genuinely happy.
but then you stopped yourself, because you realized who she was. she was the bad girl. she was merciless. she was cold, indifferent, and smoked at least two packets of cigarettes a day. she was a danger to you - and she was a girl.
but what sealed the deal, was that you were one t o o
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bad girls
Short Storythere are stories. good girl, bad boy; you know them. there are more stories: bad girl, and good boy. but, what exactly, is a bad girl? - based upon thelovesociety's series, the people of society
