The Bad Boy's Best Friend (Old Version)

The Bad Boy's Best Friend

Rewritten is now published! It's better for me as a writer to create something I love then drag on with something I don't.

The Rewritten will
-have similar plot
-same characters
-have smoother transition
-overall better, just saying

It would mean a lot if you would check it out

Love,
Allie

Copyright 2013. All Rights Reserved

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This novel is a work of fiction. Names and characters are the product of the author's imagination and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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IMPORTANT NOTE: There is another story of the same title, by csings (check out her story). Recently people have been pointed out the similarities between the first couple of chapters. There is no plagarism, we both created our stories without prior knowledge of each other's. I have her consent to say all this and I hope this will stop confusion.

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"Get Up Jay!" The Barbie Walkie Talkie blared. I don't even know why Devin and I used it; his voice could carry to my window.

I groaned and turned to the opposite side. "Jay... Come on Jay Bird, We have school Jay! This is your last warning!"

I turned over again to face my window, ready with a string of profanities on my tongue, there I saw Devin holding a red water balloon, his gray eyes were clouded with a crazed mischief. Before I could utter a single profanity, I was met with ice cold water and red ripped rubber on my face. "I just got these pajamas yesterday!" He didn't even reply all I got was his deep witch-like laughter. "You are so cliche," I threw the first thing near, my math book, out of my window over to his. It missed and landed on his bed beside him--which only caused more laughter. I flipped the bird and closed my window tight and made my way to the bathroom.

I turned on the warm water and stepped in. I don't know how long I was in the shower but in mid-conditioning of my dark hair, Devin came bursting in my bathroom. "Jayne! You've been in there an hour! Hurry up we're going to be late!"

I rinsed off my hair and grabbed a nearby towel and stepped out to see Devin, sitting on my sink swinging his long legs like a child. He was dressed in black jeans and a white V-Neck with his brown boots banging on the door of my sink cabinet. Starting to brush my teeth I noticed something different. Today his black hair was swept to the left side. I knew it was a small observation but Devin's hair had always been lazy, it has been since he was a baby and it was now--well not now because he looked like he put in effort.

"Changing the hair, yeah?"

"Yeah, Cara told me to wear it like this. It's weird, I feel like I'm in a teenage boy band." He flipped it for affect, winking and grinning.

"You're so whipped, by the way, I know I say it a lot but your girlfriend is crazy." I spat out the minty foam.

"I know, it is like she has my entire manhood in a vice grip. I actually tried to break up with her the other day, do you know what she said? Want to hear what she said?"