The Bad Boys Guilty Pleasure

Chapter One

Chapter One

Oh school, how I missed your dull concrete footpaths and colourless classrooms. Your bitchy clicks and the popularity contests. How I dearly missed having to wake up early for you every morning only to be disappointed with a day of pure boredom.

Oh school. How you complete me.

You're the apple to my pie.

The straw to my berry.

The smoke to my high.

Just kidding, I fucking hate your guts.

I step out of my car and my chucks hit the warm pavement of the school car park. I slam the drivers door shut and lock it as I make my way up the front footpath and to the main building of the school.

"Rylee!" I hear a familiar voice call my name in a high pitch squeal.

Sweet baby Jesus, here we go.

I turn to see Anastasia racing up the footpath in her stilettos, mini skirt and extremely tight singlet. She jumps on me and gives me a hug.

"Oh my Gawd, I missed you so much over the holidays R!" She squeals in my ear, bursting my ear drum as she does.

"Huh, yeah. Good on ya." I pat her on the back in a 'well done' manner, hoping that she will get off me ASAP.

She leaps onto the group and giggles. "Wow babes, you lookin' fine." She raises an eyebrow at my attire which was a pair of ripped jeans, a tight black singlet and a varsity jacket paired with a pair of batman chucks.

"Cheers." I shoot her a fake smile and continue up the footpath but, once again, Anastasia thinks it's a fantastic idea to stop me.

"Rylee, Rylee hold on sweetie."

I sigh and stop, turning on my heel to face her. "Yes, sweetie." I give her the fakest smile I can muster.

"My boyf is throwing a partay tonight at his house. And you are personally invited by him. I hope to see you there.Mwah!" She passes me a pan flit and walks away, blowing me a kiss over her shoulder.

Slut.

But her boyfriend is probably one of the nicest blokes I know. Who has not hesitated to show that he has a sexual attraction towards me but oh well, I can look past that.

I look down at the glossy piece of paper in my had and see that it has been perfectly designed with it's name, address, times, yadda yadda yadda.

I fold it up and slip it into my pocket before making my last attempt to get to the main building of the school.

"Dayum girl. Hey boys, look at that nice piece of ass over there." I hear a familiar voice coo. And as I do, a smile creeps across my lips and i internally giggle.

"Oh yeah, break me off a piece of that sweet thang." Another voice sings and I turn to see two of my best friends standing behind me.

"Oh boys, if you're gonna check me out, do be a bit more discreet. Oh dang, I dropped my pencil." I cuss and Sam frowns in confusion. "No you didn't."

I turn to my locker and pull out a pencil, dropping it at my feet. I look at them over my shoulder. "Oops." I say innocently, biting my lip. I turn back so I am facing my locker and bend at the hips and pick up my pencil.

"Dayum girl shake that ass!" They coo and I feel and strong hand on it mid reach.

Ace.

I jump in surprise and hit my head on my locker door. "Fuck monkeys!" I cuss, rubbing my head in a manner of trying to sooth the pain.