For me, that feeling came in the form of neon green spray paint.
But after a prank gone wrong lands their cars bumper-to-bumper in a vandalized parking lot, the two are forced into an after-school detention partnership that feels less like punishment and more like a war zone.
You know that feeling when someone shatters your perfectly normal Tuesday into a million tiny, expensive pieces? the bad boy and the tomboy wattpad version free
Jordan “Jordy” Reyes doesn’t do dresses, drama, or damsel-in-distress moments. She’s the captain of the girls’ soccer team, lives in ripped jeans and worn-out band tees, and can change a tire faster than most guys can order takeout. Her only goal? Survive senior year, avoid her ex-girlfriend, and get a soccer scholarship far, far away.
I turned around.
“It’s not vandalism,” he said, flicking a piece of lint off his leather jacket. “It’s public service. Someone had to tell you that cargo shorts aren’t a personality trait.”
Enter .
This, right here, was why I hated bad boys.
Caleb Blackwood leaned against his matte black motorcycle like he was posing for a magazine cover nobody asked for. Torn jeans. Messy dark hair. And those gray eyes that looked at you like you were already boring him. For me, that feeling came in the form