Chapter 1
I have never been known as the bad girl but since my affair with Nate (dark haired, dark eyed bad boy) everyone has been calling me that.
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"I haven't been to this spot for a while," Archi says, "It's nice,"
"Thank you," I say. Archi and I have known each other since we were born. Our mothers were best friends so we grew up together.
"Hey, Dynasty? Can I tell you something?"
"Sure!" I chime.
"I'm sorry,"
"For?"
"For everything. I'm sorry for stealing your doll when we were 6, I'm sorry for pulling out your hair when we were 9, I'm sorry for teasing you when you started your period when we were 13, and I'm sorry for doing this..." He leans forward and kisses me. His light, cherry lips touch mine of a showing of affection and happiness. I pull away as quick as I can.
"WHAT THE HELL, ARCHI?!!" I yell.
"Don't you feel the same way?" he askes tilting his head to the side slightly and licking his lips. I shiver.
"I'm sorry Archi, but no, I don't,"
"Alright then," he sighs. The rest of the evening was very awkward and quiet. Archi and I didn't talk as much after the kiss but we still ended up having a good night. Until the end.
"So...Dynasty, first day of your freshman year tomorrow, huh? Exited?"
I sigh.
"Don't remind me," I voice.
"Why? You scared?" He snickers.
"I am not!" I state, slightly offended he said such a thing. "I am a strong, independent woman and such a thing would NEVER bring me down!"
"Yes you are," he replies, shifting towards me a bit. I move away. He leans closer and his lips purse together.
"I'VE!... got to go," and then I rush up to my far-away, lonely house.
