What you mean to me

chapter twelve

Classes as usual went well.

It was all still too wierd to Bailey's liking.

The bell rang for break and Bailey headed straight to her locker.

" Sup. " she heard someone say behind her.

Turning about she met face-to-face with one of the boys from the yesterday's detention.

She mentally quizzed herself then remembered he didn't give his name.

" Jax. The name's Jax. " he said with a smirk.

But it wasn't sultry and/or to over the top like the other people she'd met; boys. She observed.

" And would you mind if I - I'm here to offer you a VIP invite to our table. "

Bailey arched a brow. " Our? "

The dude smiled now. " Me and the fellas in the detention hall and the rest of us. Yes or no? "

Bailey subtly scanned him. " Yes. Lead the way? "

He smirked.

" What class are you in? " she asked.

He chuckled. " We're in the same class. "

Bailey could smack herself. She recognized him from the back seat by the window.

" Idiot. " she said to him smacking his arm.

" We don't offer the same subjects apart from the core ones. So I understand your..... "

"... Shut the fuck. " she said holding in a laugh.

She doesn't laugh with strangers.

Their short but interesting conversation ended when they reached Jax's table.

And there they were, nine of them: excluding one dude who has ginger coloured, short, wavy hair. He wasn't at the detention hall yesterday. She could remember.

Two tables were put together to make up their table. They all had the typical bad boy-band looks; bandana, face caps or beanies: hoodie, shirts, seperates, leather or denim jackets: ripped or crazy jeans, cargo or combat pants: fancy sandals, quality and expensive latest sneakers of different brand designs. Gold or silver chains dangled from their necks. Expensive looking watches, rings, bracelets. Some had piercings and tattoos.

Her type of people.

" What is she doing here?! " Bennie spat.

" Chill dude. It's not like we invited her for you. " the same dark dude - Kel said. " Well, since you're cool-headed now, you too can make buddies. " he added calm staring at Bennie.

" Glad you could make it. " said another dude. " The name's Ricky. And don't mind these fellas. Everyone has their loose screws. "

" Have a seat. " Jax said. He pulled a seat for her. " It's clean. ", he said his smirk still plastered on.

Bailey stared round, staring at them eyeball-to-eyeball. Then she chuckled softly.
" Pardon me but you guys acted like clowns. " she bit in her lips to hold-in her laughter. " I still don't know all of your names. " she said now cool.

" Shit! Where are are my manners. The name's Shawn, milady. Don't mind these unrefined gentlemen. "

" Your ass is unrefined. My name is Cal. "

Bailey chuckled. And Shawn blushed a little.

" So is your face, asshat. " Shawn retorted.

" The lady will be the judge of that. Do you think my face is
unrefined? " Cal asked Bailey putting on a smug look.