My Type of a Bad Boy

"Are you always such a dork?" I ask, as I continue to examine his room. "What makes you think I'm a dork?" He asks, amused. "I don't know, you just are," I say. He chuckles and the sound brings a smile to my face. Snap out of it, Rossita. He's not your type! --- In Rossita Jenkins's world, there was only one boy who seemed to fit the role of her bad boy type and somewhere along the line, she gets lucky and starts dating him. She meets Prinse Gomes, a boy who to the naked eye seems to not be her type, but somehow ever since he arrived, her world has been a rollercoaster. And just when she thought she knew what she wanted in life, her heart seems to be fighting a battle between which boy she should be with.

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Thirty-six: MTOABB

MTOABB

"Can you go brush your teeth again - that garlic bread you had this morning isn't helping with your smell," I tell her.

"Whatever, Rossita." Chloe saunters out of my room.

Dad is about to ring the doorbell any second now and mom has been in the kitchen for a few hours trying to cook up a worthy dish.

Chloe said not to hold my breath, he will always disappoint. Maybe I'm overly trusting. I fear that if I don't put in an effort from my side, he will turn into a stranger- I never want to feel like that when standing in front of my father.

I'm a pisces - but I don't check every box.

I am very judgemental, so when Cassandra kissed Zack I had a lot to say about it. Chloe would never call me a generous being, so maybe that's another box I can't tick. Zack wouldn't dare call me loyal, but he wasn't either so maybe that was a relationship already heading for the rocks.

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