The Bad Boy's Cupcake

The Bad Boy's Cupcake

Courtney Radford

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WARNING!!! EXTREMELY CLICHE AND CHEESY! DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE CLICHES!! _____ WHEN SHE LEFT, I was lost. My world became clouded with dark clouds of anger and hatred. Why did I do it? Why was the last time I pranked her the last time I saw her? It's been 2 years. 2 years of hell and heart break and my cupcake came back, Ellie came back. ******************** I bumped into a chest. The arms wrapped around my waist, saving me from falling. "Thank you so much" I smile, getting out of the strangers arms. I was curious and looked to see who it was. "Holy shit" The words left before I could stop them. "I know I'm hot but you don't need to swear" He says, his eyes seemed to show a lot of pain. "You don't know who I am, do you?" I smirk. "Should I?" He asked and I nodded, checking my black nails like I was bored. "Yeah, well you should. That doesn't mean I'm going to tell you though" I laugh. "Who are you?" He asked, his eyes widen like he figured it out. "Holy fuck! Ellie Hensworth?" His jaw dropped when I nodded and I smirked. "Yep" I laugh. His reaction is amazing. I saw his eyes light up and his face brighten. "You're back?" He questions, his voice full of awe and excitement. "I said it before and I'll say it again. Why the fuck do you care?" I ask with a smirk, walking away and in the direction of my brand new apartment, "Oh and thanks for catching me" I wink before I completely walk away.

Chapter 0 NO.0

"Bye" I wave with a smile as I get out of the car. The sun was shining brightly as I shut the door and walk through the park.

Not a thing had changed.

It was a nice day today, it was really hot, hence why I was wearing shorts and a crop top, and I smiled as the breeze blew my thick stands of, now, red hair over my shoulder. I'll admit, the last time I was here I was a push over, I never stuck up for myself.

Now, however, I've lost weight, got contacts instead of glasses (not that there was anything wrong with glasses) and died my hair red. I was finally happy.

Those 2 years weren't amazing. I got bullied at my new school worse than here and it made me fall into a state of depression. I'm completely over that now.

I put my sunglasses on my head, looking around before I bumped into a chest.

The arms wrapped around my waist, saving me from falling.

"Thank you so much" I smile, getting out of the strangers arms. I was curious and looked to see who it was.

"Holy shit" The words left before I could stop them.

No way was my ex bully- Charlie Winters- the first boy (that's kind of cute) I met.

"I know I'm hot but you don't need to swear" He says, his eyes seemed to show a lot of pain.

"You don't know who I am, do you?" I smirk, my hand resting on my hip as I tilted my head to the side. My heels made me a little taller and I was at eye level with him.

This is quite funny.

"Should I?" He asked and I nodded, checking my black nails like I was bored.

"Yeah, well you should. That doesn't mean I'm going to tell you though" I laugh. Is this being mean because I'm having to much fun to care.

"Who are you?" He asked, his eyes widen like he figured it out.

"Holy fuck! Ellie Hensworth?" His jaw dropped when I nodded and I smirked.

"Yep" I laugh. His reaction is amazing. I saw his eyes light up and his face brighten.

"You're back?" He questions, his voice full of awe and excitement.

"I said it before and I'll say it again. Why the fuck do you care?" I ask with a smirk, walking away and in the direction of my brand new apartment, "Oh and thanks for catching me" I wink before I completely walk away.

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