accidental bad boy boyfriend, a gURL.com story by erin bradley


	At the same time, Brett was crazy shy and insecure. He was always paranoid that our friends didn't like him and wanted to be at my side 24/7, even when I explained over and over again that I needed to study. He would never directly say he didn't want me to go out with my friends, but afterwards he'd be pissy for hours. He teased me about my big vocabulary and implied that I was stuck up. Yes, stuck up. The girl who laughs whenever you say the word "doody." He'd usually say he was only kidding. But, like my grandma says, "There's an ounce of truth in every joke." (We should all listen to our grandmas. They're smart ladies who know about stuff.)