When Bad Girls Go Good

Chapter One- Not every one has to be a Bieber loving snob

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Chapter One - Not everyone has to be a Bieber loving snob

Who, who are you really?

And where, where are you going?

I've got nothing left to prove

Cause I've got nothing left to lose

See me bare my teeth for y-

"Miss Michaels, please remove your headphones. I am trying to teach." 

I looked up from my notes to my teacher, not bothering to take out my one headphone I had in.                 "And I'm listening to music. Your point?." My teacher looked at me like I'd just shot her puppy and gave it as a Christmas present. The class just kind of looked everywhere but me. You could say i don't have many... friends. At least that were goody goodies like the prissy kids that were in this class. In fact, some may even say I was feared. couldn't say I minded.  All it meant for me was less fake people to deal with. "Miss Michaels! I will not be disrespected in my own class by some delinquent know-it-all child." 

Okay, I can take a lot of shit from people, but being called a delinquent is where I draw the line. Was I a delinquent? Yes, according to the cops and my father but to me, I was merely doing what others couldn't do. "Miss Michaels I will not be disre-" 

"Yea, Yea, you won't be disrespected in your own classroom. Save it Molly, I'm going to go to James' office." The best way to piss off a teacher, I have discovered, was to call them by their first names. "Mrs. Welks to you and YOU get to call him Mr. Wagner." 

"Isn't that what you call him when you bang him in the closet? I'd hate for him to get us confused." I smiled sweetly at her bright red face walking out of the classroom. No way in hell was I actually going to the office. Instead I walked straight out the doors and headed towards the football field to meet my best friend by the bleachers. 

"Why hello Casper, how are you this lovely evening?" I smiled sitting down next to one of the only friends i had. "For the fifty fucking millionth time Lee, It's Jasper you uncultured buffoon." I just shrugged at him taking his box of cigarettes and lighter from him, pulling one out and lighting it. Jasper and I had been friends since middle school when no one would talk to me because I was classified as "weird". Jas took me in under his wing and showed me that not every one has to be a Bieber loving snob. Ever since then we've been the best of friends, sometimes with benefits, partying and causing trouble as much as we could.

Bringing the cigarette to my lips, taking a long drag, I blew out watching as the white clouds flew up to the sky in little wisps until they disappeared. I smiled towards the area where the smoke once was. "You are such a little weirdo Lee." Jas said shoving my shoulder lightly.

I just shrugged standing up and flicking the barely used cigarette out into the football field waiting for the lecture that was soon to follow my actions. "God dammit Ellie Marie Michaels! You can't just half use my stuff and throw it away! It's basically a sin. You rude excuse for a being." He spat, picking up my trash and throwing it away. We made our way back to the school knowing we'd have to go to the next period if we wanted to stay under the radar and on the big man's kind of good side. 

Once at the front, I looked up at Jas, staring into his green eyes and leaned in to him. He looked down at me with a knowing smirk meeting me half way. Our lips smashed together. He pushed me up against the brick wall, gripping my hips roughly. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He ground his hips into me, letting me know exactly what he wanted. I smirked against his lips, grinding against him. He sucked in a breath, mumbling something into the kiss about it 'not being fair that we were in school'. This was us this was what we did. We messed around wherever we wanted.

My thoughts were interrupted by a cough. Jas and I both turned to see a very awkward looking kid looking between us, bright red. Of course this happens. I thought as I unwrapped my legs from around Jas, giving him a peck on the cheek before turning to the kid with a smirk. 

"What do you want?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. I felt Jas lean against my back, probably staring the kid down.  The kid swallowed and rubbed the back of his neck. I guess I shouldn't call him a kid. He was around my age, tan skin, brown eyes, brown hair and built pretty well. He was attractive in a pretty boy way. "The lady at the front desk said I would be able to find you around here. I'm new here and she said you were supposed to show me around." 

I swore under my breath. I had forgotten that one of my punishments for my bad behavior was showing around this new kid. I hated this job. I never understood why this was my punishment. All I do is scare the little children into the arms of the fake groups of people that was the rest of my school. I looked over at the boy, shrugged and started walking towards the school, waving goodbye to Jas. I could hear his foot steps as he jogged to keep up.

"I'm Hunter by the way." 

I glanced over at him, giving him a once over before turning forward and continuing my pace. "Ellie. We'll see how long you last."