Shush, here comes the bad boy.
Chapter 1
I stood down the corridor waiting for the crowd to disperse. There were people rushing around. Guys reinacting scenes from the fight that had just taken place and girls screaming over the blood on the floor.
Trying to get past them would be hopeless. "What the fudge happened here!" I knew that voice. I span around to see Lola my best friend stood there looking at the blood.
"Matt" I replied walking in the oppisite direction to the screaming girls and egotistic guys. "Shouldaa known, who was his victim this time" She asked with an evil grin forming on her lips. Lola was the sadistic disturbed type of person. That's what made her so horribly funny.
"Some kid in woodshop, Tim, I think. Apparantly he was asking for it. He'd been telling people stuff or somethink like that, I don't really know". I answered.
"Ah, looked messy. You still coming over tonight?" Lola slung her arm over my my shoulder. "Yup, I gotta go to physics" I said making a left. "See ya later!".
I turned aroud to wave bye when I came in contact with what seemed to be a large rock. I fell backwards and braced myself for the collision. It never came. I was swept up off of my feet by something.
I looked ahead and noticed the 'rock' was Samson. But then I noticed he wasn't the one holding me. I looked up to see Matt. Wait, Matt?! I wriggled to try and get out of his arms, but it was no use. He didn't want to let go of me.
I glared at him and he glared back, dropping me on my feet. He walked away but not before slapping my ass and giving me a little wink. I stood there a little dazed.
"Stay away from my girl Brooks" Samson said as Matt was walking off. Matt laughed. "Ok. When you stop knocking the girl on her ass" he winked. "Her hot little ass". He walked away. "I'm fucking warning you" Samson screamed after her.
"Are you ok babygirl?" Samson asked the concern clear on his face. "Yea, I'm fine. What just happened" I said not really looking for an answer. "Haha I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to knock you down" he stroked my face with his thumb. "I know, it's my fault" I said.
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"Sup, I'm on my way round" said hanging up on Lola. We're always at eachothers houses so there was no need fo a proper conversation.
I pulled up outside her house and let myself in. Her door was never locked unless they were all out and since they knew I was coming there was no need to knock.
"Hello Aiva" Lola's dad said peering from behind his newspaper. "Hi Mr Holden, Mrs Holden" I greeted them making my way upto Lola's room. I walked in to find her dancing in the mirror.
"Bonjoir Aiva" She winked still dancing. I laughed at her. "What are you doing Lola?" I asked shaking my head. "Dancing" She turned off her music and sat on her sofa with me.
"So then, why am I here?" Yes I'm always her but not on Thursdays. I don't know why we just never see eachother after school on Thursday.
"Well.." She began, "You know the game tommorow? Well after that, there's that big party at Jakes and well, I know you don't do parties but you know I like him and I'm your bestest ever friend ever, and you only want to see me happy and this would make me very happy, so your coming yea? Thanks!" She spat out, all in one breath.
"But I don't like parties Lola" Yes, that was my weak attempt of getting out of it. No, it did not work" Now, I am sitting on a couch, in a very big house, with drunk sweaty teenagers dancing around me".
We won the game and I did come her with Samson, but being the quater-back everybody wanted a piece of him. I think he was doing drinking games in the kitchen. Lola had dissapeared a while ago. I'm not sure where she went. It was just little old me.
