Conquering the Bad Boy
As my friend Trayce once said, I was completely whipped.
She came close to me and punched me on the shoulder.
"Oww...why is your knuckle so hard?" I winced.
"What did I tell you about bullying people? We are only a month away from graduation, and you are still acting like a neanderthal,"
Sorry, shiiiit...I was telling him to move out of my spot," I pouted.
"You can ask nicely," she said.
"That's not me, babe. I have a reputation," I insisted.