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token misunderstood bad boy

It's quite sad isn't it?

Me, the token misunderstood bad boy of the school falling for someone as innocent as Mary-Beth. That's probably not quite the word, try evil alien monster from out of space.

The thing that burns the most is that I didn't see it, now the more logical part of my brain tells me that no one really did, sure she… it, was suspected but I kissed that, I actually let some part of me get attached to her. It's possibly some leftover reflex of my parents abandoning me for the most part of my years (except for the odd football championship) but that would be too easy to classify, no, I kind of like the idea of mystery, it keeps the more sympathetic characters away.

Except for a certain four people.

So really, a life-threatening, life-changing alien experience which I spent the last moments knocked out and forced the token geek to take control could have helped.

We piss each other off every day, it's going to happen, sometimes we ignore each other but mostly, we understand.

No one else does.