It all started with a Dare... Stupid-Damn Dare!

Skylee Kingston moved from LA to New York for two reasons, staying away from trouble and starting the last year of high school but how could she stay away from trouble when...

...she had slapped the school's popular bad boy - the player and heartbreaker. 

Eric Xander, known for his hot flirting ability to flatter anyone. He changed girls like clothes and break hearts like toys but a slap made his world upside down. He didn't know why that girl became a nightmare for him - making him unable to sleep at night - giving him a feeling, he never felt before. 

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A single Dare happened in another city and everything was ended for Skylee. Little did she know her path was going to cross with him again in New York. And he was going to stick with her like bubble gum. 

"Why did you slap me?" A single question led to their journey of love. 

Wait... Will they fall in love? 

Of course, they will beat the shit out of each other first. Because they had equal status, sarcastic mouths, arrogance, attitude, EGO, rudeness, and a lot of madness. 
            Going through an adventure full of fun and enjoyment, prank and revenge, love and betrayal, and of course, what a life without tragedy. 
            Where you make friends in life because "We all need that someone, Who gets you like no one else. Right when you need it the most." 

A mysterious girl Who never opens up in front of anyone. A playboy who knows how to win hearts. 

What will happen when they both meet?

Once a Dare leads to Love

I smiled as I watched Eric and Anastasia talked about animated movies and fairy tales. After so much hard work, in the end, Eric succeeded in making Anastasia comfortable with him. 


I wondered if he really had a charisma around him that could easily flatter all girls. Then again, of course, he had charisma, because any ordinary person could never make Skylee Kingston's heart beat fast, just like he always did without even doing anything. 


I still remembered their little encounter a few hours ago. 


I slowly tiptoed towards her. She was so engrossed in sketching while singing her favorite lullaby. Her little hands were moving slowly on the page as she hummed the lyrics in Turkish. 


CHAPTER 38: Smiles And Apologies (I)