The bad good girl and him

Chapter 1

Willow's POV:

To say I was furious was the biggest understatement ever said. Mr Remiros will be the fucking death of me.

*TEN MINUTES EARLIER*

"Good morning Willow!" Mr.R smiled at me

I plastered the fakest of fake smiles on my face as i entered the dark, stuffy classroom I call hell otherwise know as Maths.

"Hi sir"

I replied as i turned to walk off he stopped me, damn, so damn close. Could this day get any worse?

"Ms. Hunter, I would appreciate if you could work with Mr.Blackburn today given he missed yesterdays lesson, although he is not here yet, your help is needed, if you do this i will write that recomendation letter you've been begging for."

This cant be fucking happening the guy used college against me....what an asshole!

"Sure sir, I mean its not like I have anything better to do with my time, right." the sarcasm evident in my voice

"Thats exactly right, could you please go and find Mr Blackburn for me"

"Anything for you sir" i replied rolling my eyes as I stormed towards the door

As I pace the hallways preparing to walk down to the other end of the hallway, there standing right there was a sight i never wanted to see again. Jason Blackburn pushed up against the schools get around girl Lucy Anderson, her back pushed against a row of lockers his hand cupping her her ass to hold her up, poor lockers, I'm sure if they could talk they'd be expressing just how disgusting it was to be them.

As i marched towards them i felt a sense of dejavu just months ago i was in this exact same predicament except with my long time boyriend now ex-boyfrind and her

Ok ive been standing here for like five minutes when the hell will they notice im here, clearly never. Im sick of watching this little love fest time to break it up.

"Um exuse me" I say, clearing my throat

"Who are you and what do you want? Can't you see were fucking busy" Lucy spat

"Oh I can clearly see you're busy playing tonsil hockey with each other I just dont give a shit!" I reply with a bitter laugh

"Listen Bitch whatever you need just take it and go" she replied while glaring daggers at me

God this girl is pissing me off

" A) Dont call me a bitch. B) I hope you know that by glaring at me it doesn't mean that my head will suddenly explode, or that i'll die a painful death and last but not least I would take what you need but you're fucking attached to it you shitbird" I laughed at her face

To top it all off i commented

"You know if you keep frowning like that and the wind changes you'll be permently stuck there"

Instead of continuing this pointless and endless conversation with head plastic barbie bitch, i grab the back of Jason's collar and drag with all the new found strength I could muster and I dont stop until were down the other end of the hallway.

I snap around to face him, the hatrid radiating off me.

"What the fuck ?! I was busy!!" he screams at me

A slight shiver runs down my spine at the memory of the last time those words abused me.

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"Come on Luke it's not worth it" I talk quietly

As he turns to me with an expression i've seen one too many times, the sudden stinging shoots through my right cheek, I stop myself from criniging becasue I know if I do he will know another one of my weakness's.