Rebel (Ben Bruce Fan Fiction)

• Mysterious Boy •

I was locked in my room for three days. Mother and Father will not even let me go to school. No words can explain how much I loathe my parents. I lay on my bed looking up at the ceiling and listening to the music that comes through the neighbors house. It wasn't like the music that everyone listens to like Pop or Country. It was like Heavy Metal, I think. And I'm not going to lie, It's quite catchy. I pace around my room and I run my fingers through my hair.

"Grounded I see," I hear a voice say.

Walk towards the window and stick my out. I see that boy that hangs around with Brittany and her gang. He was sitting on the windowsill smoking a cigarette as his legs were across the whole window. He kept his eyes away from me as he talked.

"I know how you feel, but I get grounded once a week," he said and took another drag.

"At least you get grounded for a reason," I mumbled.

"How did you get grounded?"

"I don't even know anymore."

"Well then..."

He took a few more drags from the cigarette.

"You're that chick that keeps checking me out?" He said and turned towards me and he dangles his legs out the window.

"N-No," I mumbled.

He chuckled and took another drag.

"Amanda right?" he asked.

I nodded and looked down at my hands nervously.

"How do you know my name?" I mumbled.

"Brittany told me that you're 'Amanda the Rich Slut'," he chuckled.

Bitch.

"Pfft, wow, bitch," I laughed lightly.

"Yeah, true," he chuckled.

"I thought she was your girlfriend?"

"Nah, she sucks great cock but, 'ya know she doesn't swallow and her tits are so fake," He smirked.

I held in a laugh and I just couldn't hold it in. I bursted into laughter and I see the boy looking right at me with a sly smirk. I stopped immediately and pretended to cough. He chuckled at me and threw away his cigarette.

"I like your laugh," he smiled at me.

I look at my hands again and I could feel his eyes burning at me.

"W-Whats your name?" I asked.

"Ben," he said.

I nodded and he started to go back into his room.

"I guess I'll catch you later," he said and went back into his room and closed the window.

"Bye," I whispered.