Living With The Bad Boy

10) CODE RED!

"DO YOU IMBECILES THINK THAT THIS IS FUNNY?!" the principal's voice boomed out. Everyone was positioned outside of the school, buzzing rumors about the vandalised wall. Our artwork looked amazing.

"If any of you know who did this, step forward," he demanded. Everyone around us looked at one another, wondering who did this. Not me.

Sam quickly walked away from the protesting blonde slut who was attempting to seduce him in front of everyone, rubbing his ears. "Do you want to tell the bugger that it was us who made this school beautiful?" he whispered, slinging an arm around my shoulder.

"I'd rather not get expelled," I whispered back, removing his arm. The only people around who could hear and surround us were our friends but that didn't stop the death glares that I received from the entire female body. It was scary and annoying how obsessed they were with one teen guy.

"Anyone?" the teachers asked, analyzing each and every one of us with their eyes. Everyone around us was either shifting uncomfortably or were taking pictures of the wall. There's no doubt that our artwork would appear all over Facebook and Instagram by today afternoon.

"The hottie stealing slut over there did it!" a high pitched voice snitched. Craning my head over my brother's shoulder, I took a look at one of Trent's friends. Candy? Mandy? Amanda? Camilla? She pointed towards me, giving me a death glare and sticking her tongue out. I sent a "shut her up" look to Trent, who looked conflicted.

If you don't tell her to shut up, I'll make her eat her own fingers in front of you, I texted him. He took out his phone and wrinkled his nose.

Do I have to witness that? I gave him a nod and he audibly sighed. Why did you leave on Friday?

My mind came up with a quick lie. My brother made me come home, my sister had a melt down. Hopefully, he believed it. I discreetly nudged my siblings, making them read my texts. They nodded, giving each other smirks. It's no doubt that they'll use it against me.

Whatever, could have said something. He gave me a slight nod, putting his phone away. Whispering something into Mandy's ear, he gave her a "manly" smirk. Oh, smart.

She yelled a quick "just kidding" and snuck off with her boy toy. All the teachers stared at me, waiting for me to say something. Pretending not to notice and hiding my smirk, I took out my phone and snapped pictures, pretending to gossip with the girls next to me. They rolled their eyes and looked away. Go Lauren!

"Nice going princess, now let's go, we have Chemistry," he whispered in my ear, dragging me off to class. Quickly rushing in with everyone else, we took our seats at the back of the classroom. The LipstickTeeth teacher gave us a glare and settled down on her desk. Ever since she gave me detention, her glares were directed at me a lot.

A blond figure settled down next to me, giving a lazy smile. "Now where were you on Friday?" he asked. Sam immediately stood up, balling his fists. Trent gave a knowing smirk, resting his palm on his jaw.

"Why the hell are you here?" Sam asked, looking really angry... and something else I can't seem to figure out.

"Why did you leave on Friday?" he asked, ignoring Sam's words. However, he did seem to like Sam's weird expression since he had a happy smirk on his face.

"I already told you," I groaned out, frustrated with his fake clinginess. Beth had issues that I had to work out and Luke made me go home."

"Home?" he asked, faking disgust. "It's barely been two weeks and you already call it home?"

"It's fine by me and my siblings," Sam snapped, looking exasperated. My siblings and I. "What's it to you?" He narrowed his eyes further, daring him to continue this silly argument. He looked piqued that Trent didn't move an inch.