Chapter 1

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"James Keith Monroe, you get your good for nothing butt downstairs right this very minute."

Oh brother.

"Yes, mother?" I said sweetly.

She was fuming, she kinda looked like a raging bull. I snickered at the thought.

"You think this is funny, James? Because if you do, I might as well take your motorcycle privileges away." She stated, still looking enraged.

My eyes instantly widened in shock and realized she wasn't kidding. I coughed uncomfortably and shifted from foot to foot, looking for something to say.

"Well?" My mother said impatiently. I still didn't respond.

I knew that if I said anymore, I would only further the damage that was already done. She works 16 hour shifts at the hospital. I could tell last night wasn't any better from the bags under her eyes. I almost regretted spray painting the principal's car last night. Almost.

"Well, it seems I'm not going to get a response out of you. You know James, sometimes I don't know what to do with you. I know its been tough since your Dad died, but it does not constitute your actions mister," my mom declared in an authortive tone.

"Sorry," I said almost inaudibly.

"You better get to school, you don't want to be late."

I nodded my head and left without another word.

I hopped on my motorcycle; the Black Beauty I called her. She always helped me clear my mind when I was stressed.

I arrived at school only five minutes later. I felt every eye on me as I made my way to the massive school. I heard fast footsteps along with very high pitched giggles make their way to me.

I sighed and said quite harshly, "What?"

The giggling stopped and was replaced with hands on both of the girl's hips. I looked up at the blonde and brunette girls. These, my friends, are your typical high school sluts. Excuse my crude, but true, language.

"Very harsh aren't we this morning, James," Amber said. She's the Queen Bee as they call it. Pretty stereotypical really. She has blonde hair, blue eyes, and long legs. Even dresses like every other freaking girl. Nothing different as far as I can tell.

I remained silent, looking anywhere but her. I mean, yeah, she's hot, but I'm looking for something that will last past high school. I know a fling with some bimbo named Amber won't change who I am or what I do in life so why do it? You may be questioning my badassness right now but that's what makes me unique, I think. I care about where I will be, even if my record doesn't show it. I might be a cop or something when I'm older.

"Earth to James," Amber said while waving a hand close to my face.

I instantly snapped out of it and gave her a smirk.

"See ya later, Amanda," I winked.

If looks could kill, I might as well be having tea with the devil. She angrily stomped off, while her minion followed her. They did this weird hair flip.

I snickered at their attempt I found it all quite amusing, considering you only see that in lame movies.

The late bell rang. I quickly realized I was still standing in the doorway of the school. I muttered a few profanities as I stomped off to class.

First hour: Honors English

Don't laugh that I'm in Honors English. It's my favorite subject and even if I do say so myself, I have a way with words and the ladies, if you catch my drift. I smirked at the thought; had to keep my bad boy persona up somehow. I did care about where I would be in life, but sometimes that's not enough to stop me.

I tried to get to class as fast as I possibly could, but when I rounded a corner, I slammed into someone. I stumbled back while the other person landed on their butt. All their things toppled to the ground. I signed and went to pick them up.

I looked down at her and saw it was just a short girl with fiery red hair and crazy hipster glasses.

"S-sorry," she stuttered.

Sighing once again, I mumbled an it's fine and left her there. Stunned I might add.

I didn't even ask her name.


Thanks for reading! I hope you liked it? I'm not sure where I'm going with this yet. The idea sorta just came to me so I just type what I feel should happen next. Go with the flow, ya know? Once again, thanks for reading! I'll update soon! :)

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