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

"This is a bad idea," I said, looking at his oh-so-serious face. 


"Wear it, it's cold outside. You'll catch a cold, otherwise, I would love to give you my jacket to provide you warmth but then I'll catch a cold and I have to win a match tomorrow." He scrunched his nose up as he added while running a hand through his hair, "Can't afford that." And completely ignored my statement. 


"Now I see from where Rosalyn has inherited blabbering," I said, holding my smile. 


Who would say we were just kissing a few minutes ago as if our breath depended on it? Told you, only we could do this, from serious to taunting to funny to kissing, and here we were, again bickering. And would it be insane if I say I loved it? 


CHAPTER 50: The Ferris Wheel And Promises