Tattooed Heart

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He was the school's bad boy. I was just another girl in the crowd. 

He was arrogant, self-centered, cruel, and loved to mess with girls feelings. 

I was shy, quiet, but I knew when I had to defend myself. 

He looked like a god and I wasn't pretty like those other girls. 

I had my face on a piece of paper writing my ideas out. He wasn't. He had other business to do. 

As cliche as this story is going to sound. The bad boy suddenly had an interest in me. Me, Clarissa Jones. 

Everything changed when i was on the tattooed heart.

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Please, please I hope someone read this. I actually think I want to write this story. I don't know hwo I got this idea, but I hope someone reads it. 

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