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Rhys
“Shh, it’s okay, baby,” I cooed as I petted her hair. The girlin front of mewas practically trembling in her uniform. I could see her glossed lips beginning to quiver as her waxed brown brows crumbled together.
It wasn’t always easy letting girls down,. Sometimes they flipped out and sometimes they cried; sometimes they sworevengeanceto get me back. You get the picture, right?
“But…but…you said…what we had was special. You said I was your one and only true star,”the girl—Selene Argon—Selene mumbled as tears sprouted in her eyes. Oh great.
I took a step back and rubbed the back of my neck, was it really my fault they all fell for the same lies?
“I tend to say that a lot, I can’t help it.”
Selene gasped, raising her hands to cover her mouth.
Here was when reality sunk in and they all realized I was exactly as bad as my reputation let on. Usually this was where the flipping out or the crying occurred.
I looked back to her, to my surprise she reached out and slapped me across the face,
“I hate you Rhys Sanders! I hate you!” she shoved me against my locker and stormed offas she began crying.a sobbing mess. I regained my composure as I watched her disappear around the corner. Oddly, I didn’t think Selene had it in her; she was by far one of the most modest girls I’d ever encountered. I never saw her as the violent type before. Strange how bad news changed people.
I grinned my famous crooked grin and gestured with my head for him to walk with me.
We started heading to our next class. We both were seniors at Lexington Prep and we both happened to be at the top of our class academically and the top athletes. Those two things drove the girls to us, that and our good looks and wealth. Girls loved money and trouble and that they found when they were with me.
Sawyer was the one who needed to learn. I was just giving the girls what they wanted. What was wrong with that?
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