Loving the High School Bad-Boy

Chapter 7

Extra Short Filler Chapy!
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I wake up in the morning with a screaming headache. And a massive hangover. I stumble to my bathroom, and grab some Advil, I try and remember last night. I don't remember much after Sean came over... And I don't think anything that bad happened. I hunk a guy named Chase came over...

I go down the stairs and smell bacon! "OMG! Dad I love bacon!"

I hear him clear his throat, "Yes daughter, I know. Would you like an early morning kiss?" That's not my dads voice...

I walk into the kitchen to find Jackson, waiting for his kiss.

I shove him out of my way, I have a low tolerance when I'm hungover.

"Feisty." He says. He puts on his 'dad' Voice again, "Do I need to put you on a time out?"

I smirk, I plan forming, I strut over to go and pull on his jacket collar, running my fingers on the back of his neck, I wrap my leg around his and push him against a wall, "We wouldn't want to do that? Right? Daddy."

"N-no. D-defin-nitly not."

"Other fun things to do!" I lean up, and flips my leg so he falls to the ground and pin him down. "Like learning how gullible Jackson is!" I laugh.

He growls, and flips me over so I'm on the ground. Underneath him. "So eager to get started today?" I say.

He grunts and gets of me, "Your annoying when your hungover."

I smile, "Good to know."

"Just get your tiny little ass ready for school. You can have breakfast when your done." He spanks me and I jump, surprised at him. I scurries upstairs.

Run into my huge closet and look around. I'm trying to look nice, decisive people with my hungover-ness. I settle on some black high-waisted shorts, a silver belt and a little mermaid tank-top and some Alex&Ani's. After doing that I put on my make-up. Wings with my eyeliner. Concealer. Mascara. I brush out my long hair, leaving it down.

I grab my over sized purse and phone, heading down stairs. Ready for my bacon. Only to find is been replaced with eggs.

"We're is my bacon at!" I search around the kitchen for them. Only to be elbowed away.

"Do you want long ombre strands of hair stuck I your eggs! I think not! Get your spunky ass away form my master piece!"

"Fine." I grunt, adding and extra sway to my hips. For emphasis.

"Was that for me? Good show."

"What are you always doing over her now? I mean don't you have somewhere else to be?"

He grunts under his breath, "Not really, just a few things right after school." He tells me.

"Oh.." I nod my head. I check my phone, "We've gotta go, or we'll be late."

He nods his head, "I'm going to take Suzy today."

"That's fine. Do whatever. After school I have soccer practice."

He throws the Advil bottle at me, "Take extra, just in case." I smile.

"Okay."

He smirks. "Okay."

"Okay."

"Perhaps okay will be our always." He tells me.

"OMG! You know that quote!" I say, while laughing.

He puts a hand on his check in mock hurt, "Of course! It drives the ladies crazy." He wiggles his eyebrows which just makes me laugh harder. "You know you love me."

I roll my eyes, "Your a good friend."

"Friend-zoned! ME! I cannot be friends-zoned. This does not happen!" He puts his hand up as it to say, 'tell it to the hand.'

I laugh as we walk out the door. He's a great friend.