The Badboy And The Tomboy Novels & Stories

She peered into my eyes like my answer was going to determine her fate. “The other boys just seem like motherfucking assholes. I’d definitely vote Antonio. He’s the only good guy. Plus, he’s hot.” “But the others are the average high school bad boys everyone prefers.” “I'm experienced and believe me when I say these Badboys will only break your heart. They are nothing but scums. Antonio just sounds perfect. He might help you even more to be nicer,” I teased.

“What do I do?” She sighed. “There’s nothing you can do. You can’t change a man. So you can’t let that man change you. Bad boys are just that. Bad. Bad for you. Bad for themselves. Bad for anyone who comes into their lives.” I nodded slowly. “People at school will know soon enough.”

She was rough, I guess from all the fighting. Thomas is like a bad boy from a YA book, he looks and acts like one, but he doesn't talk like one or treat everyone like they're less than him, he's not arrogant or mean to everyone. He just looks like the guy you don't want to run into, but if you do you'll know he's a godsend...or at least he is to me.

Agatha is leaving. "Why should I say goodbye?" I stood idly by. Tommy's black hair was uproar, his forehead was sweaty, which caused some strands of hair to stick to her. He wore black jeans, a black t-shirt and wore a small piercing in the corner of his lower lip. A more or less large lightning-shaped tattoo stood out on his neck. Tommy was a bad boy. "Well, you're right." Did you like the song? It was especially for you. I shrugged my shoulders.

He was just that mysterious. I wasn't really into bad boys like that. I preferred guys that were smart and did well at school. The nerd matched with the nerd. That was supposed to happen, and I was very sure of that. So far, no one has swept me off my feet. Ironically, I had rejected the nerds that offered to tutor me. It was their bad breath, I suppose. "F*** off,'' I retorted, bending down to pick up my books but I was having a difficult time doing so as my right arm was still wincing from the pain. Boy, for such a scrawny boy like him, he sure whacks hard.

My heart nearly jumps out of my chest as I hear a deep, throaty voice, so I look up to face him. A six-foot-five muscular figure graces my eyes, and a small smile spread across my lips. My wait is finally over. He has tanned skin, and his shoulder-length hair is pulled back to reveal a gloomy face. Along with his tattoo sleeves, there is a big, ugly scar spread from his forehead to just below the eyebrow, completing his typical bad boy look. This is the face of Daniel Ortega, the biggest, baddest kid in Skyland High. Or at least misunderstood as one.

I'm gonna make him pay for everything he's put me through and trust me, he's gonna pay for it all. I've been keeping good things by my side, you know, when bad keeps good things, it becomes the good weakness, so if Enzo is playing good, I'll use it to hold him down. Evil always die, good always kills evil, but in this case, I'm gonna kill another evil, that's the one in my basement. I've been patient for a while now but when I am impatient, I kill. Ameerah, a simple mission, fûck the bastard and get pregnant, but she decided to play good when we both know how evil she could be. Well, operation Ameerah didn't go as planned, Enzo is too smart for that.

Especially those bitches who want to be me so bad? You know what? Fuck it. I tapped on the comments, a frown already forming on my face. “Awwwn, they give black cat and orange cat vibes.” “He looks so adorable with his round glasses. She’s definitely older and I love that.” “He’s driven me before. He’s such a gentleman, for real.” “It’s giving bad boy falls for good girl—but in reverse.” “Oh my gosh, she picked a nerd also!!!” “I hope she gives us couple content now.”

“They’re brilliant, powerful, and have influence. If you want to survive and maybe even thrive here, make connections with students who's smart.” Isabella rolled her eyes secretly, then nodded. Survival first, friendships second. Ava hesitated for a moment, then continued. “And the bullies…well, I wasn’t exactly one of them, but I was close to their circle. Winter, Cruella, and…one mad dog.” “Mad dog?” Isabella raised an eyebrow. “Yes…she’s terrifying. You don’t even want to meet her. She’s not around right now, thankfully.” “Does Kade have a girlfriend?” Isabella asked, narrowing her eyes.