Trouble In The Big City

"That's it! You are definitely psychotic."he stated. "Well your name is Riley" I fired back, "I already told you it is supposed to be a guy's name!! God dammit are you dyslexic?" he growled out. "What if I was?! You know how rude it is to ask this question?" "W-Wait you're actually dyslexic?" "HELL NO" "Then it isn't my problem," through the heated argument we were having, which none of us knew how it started, I haven't noticed how close our faces have become, and how if we move anymore we would probably kiss, I looked up to meet his stormy, ocean blue eyes, all anger faded as our breathing went back to normal, and then I spoke doing what I'm perfect at.... ruining the moment "Are you always an asshole, or are you on your period?"
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His name is Riley Turner,and at the age of eighteen he is arrogant, cocky and cunning with an ego that can fill China.....twice. Her name is Rebecca Gray, and she is definitely not better than Riley, with sarcasm at her side, her cleverness and high IQ, her hate for her over-controlling mother and her love of rebellion, she lives to have fun and enjoy her life. So what happens when they both meet, and their egos clash together? Arguments occur, insults are spat and comebacks are fired. But one thing stays the same and connects them both together, they're need to have fun and create trouble. After all they don't go looking for trouble, because trouble always finds them first.