Rose's P.O.V
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhh." I screamed.
My eyelids fluttered open. Phew! Just a nightmare. I mean tell me who wouldn't get scared if you were getting cornered by a life size black widow? (A/N: the most poisonous spider).
I stretched lazily whilst rubbing my flake crusted eyes until my vision cleared and fell on my alarm.
6'o clock? Really?
How the hell did I wake up at 6?Firstly, It was too early for me to wake. Secondly, I-for some reason- wasn't feeling sleepy. Thirdly, I was a girl of jagged risings : 7:02, 6:57, 11:56.....waking up at exactly 6 felt weird.
Jeez...My Gone Girl fever still hasn't recovered.
I still don't understand how it happened but I-for once-managed to enter the washroom without stumbling. (A great achievement for my clumsy self). The day was going exceptionally good.
The shower was warm and relaxing to say the least and made me want to go back to my safe heaven called bed.
So, After showering and changing into decent clothing I realized it was only 6:30 and dried my hair and put it in a french braid , Five minutes and I was already dancing with my prince charming in my dreams.
Somehow, I found myself being shaken awake at 7:40.
"Rose! It's already 7:40 wake up!" Dad said but I was clearly lost and mumbling incoherently in an unknown language.
"Rose!" Dad shouted and I was up. All sleep long gone.
"Yes, dad."
"Go leave for school it's already 7:40."
"Yes, dad."
Luckily, My braid was still intact all what was left to be done was to wear my converse, have breakfast and leave for school.
I grabbed two sandwiches, kissed dad goodbye and ran to my baby, my Civic. The sandwiches still stuffed in my mouth I made it to the school on time- 7:56 to be precise.
It took me less than a few minutes to realize that it was the Art period and my heart was dancing with glee and ran to the Art room.
But luck was surely not on my side because I forgot my newly bought sketchpad in my locker. Happy realization to me.
So, when I made it to the Art room I asked Miss Lucy for the permission to and bring it. The generous and great woman she is, she granted me with permission. I thanked her and left for the locker.
In the hallway I saw the devil. Yeah, you guessed it right . Brett Adams Davidson. Even his initials scream B.A.D.
He was leaning onto his locker and was obliviously tapping on his phone.
Somehow, A boost of confidence came into me and I was up in front of him questioning him about yesterday's incident.
"Why did you do that?" I asked.
"Do what? What are you talking about?"
"You very well know what you did."
"What?"
Irritated, I tried to slap him but his hand blocked me and restrained me from moving. His grip tightening every single second so I hissed "The vinegar, asshole."
Soon a look of realization came into his eyes and he dragged me to the most obvious place of the school 'the janitor's closet'.
I glared at him and announced stupidly "I'm not going to kiss you, asshole."
"What?"
Oh my God when will he stop 'what-ing'.
"Isn't that what you do in the janitor's closet?"
"Why would I kiss someone like you?" He spoke harshly. Ouch! That hurt.
"FUCK YOU!" I said.
"As if you wouldn't want to."
I blushed a little but recovered and gave him the sharpest look that I could make up. "Why were you planning to harm Kenneth and Pamela?"
"Listen there it is none of your business and don't try to put your nose in it. Gotcha?"
"The moment Pam got involved in it so did I !"
He chuckled darkly. "Now as you've already gotten involved you might as well face the repercussions of it going on my bad side".
----------------------------------------------------------
A/N: The chapter is dedicated to the author of To Be Bestfriends, high_on_sugar. She is an amazing person and her book is also amazing. So please do vote on her book too. :)
☆OMG sorry peeps this chapter is again so small. ☆We'll update tomorrow. Pinky promise.
☆But how was the chapter?.
☆Did you get the catch of the book B.A.D Boy's Rose?
☆ Do you like the character of Brett?
☆what are your views on the book?
*please feel free to reply and do reply*We need your support people : D So keep commenting sharing and voting. Please don't abstain from voting. We all love you ❤
YOU ARE READING
The B.A.D. boy's Rose
Fiksi Remaja"I'm sorry Rose, but I think I'm in love with my best friend." That's the breakup line Rose's first and only boyfriend yet used a week after her mother died in a car accident in which she was too. This instance made her give up her hope on love. Bu...