Loving A Bad Boy

Chapter 3

"And yes I know us girls get our times of the month, and we get those really bad cramps." Ms. Sullivan holds her stomach pretending to keel over. "But I don't care. Your still going to dance!" She stands up straight and smiles.

I look over at Miranda and Julie and they are wide eyed. I smile.

"Now here is a paper with everything that you need, clothes wise."

"Black spanks. Black shirt. Nylons. Jazz shoes." Miranda reads to us.

"Any questions?" Ms. Sullivan steps back. "Yes?" She points to a girl and we all look at her. She has very long blonde hair and is very pale.

"I have been dancing for a long time and I consider myself to be very good." I look at Miranda and Julie and we roll our eyes.

"Okay?" Ms. Sullivan crosses her arms. We all look back at the girl.

"So is this an experienced class? I should be in one of the higher ones."

"I don't think you should. Everyone has to take a first year and do the jazz show at the end of the year in order to go on."

"Whats the jazz show?" I ask. Everyone looks at me.

"The jazz show is a huge preformance at the end of the year that consists of all the dances that all the classes has learned at the end of the year." She looks up at the sky in awe.

The bell rings and we grab our bags quickly.

"See you tomorrow." She says snapping out of her trance.

"What do you have next?" Asks Julie.

"Chemistry." I reply sighing.

"With Mr. Hart?" They both ask at the same time quickly.

"Uhh yeah. Why is he good or something?" I ask hopingly.

They look at each other and then back at me. They shake their heads.

"Sorry Chica gotta go, your on your own." Says Miranda patting me on the shoulder and then grabbing Julie and leaving. I sigh again but heavier as I walk to my class. I put in my earbuds realizing I am going to have to walk all the way across campus.

I am just about to walk in when I hear yelling. I take out my earbuds and look behind me. I see a boy on the ground and his friends are kind of circled around him laughing. I smile trying not to laugh realizing he fell. One of his friends helps him up and I can't help but stare.

Who is that? He is really cute. They run off and I snap out of the trance he put on me.

I walk inside and sit at an empty seat.

"See ya Ty!" I hear a voice. I look over and see the boy that was on the ground. He looks around. The empty chair next to me catches his eye. He smiles and sits down.

"This seat isn't taken right?" His deep voice asks me.

"Nope." I reply.

"Cool." He leans back in his chair and the bell rings.

"Welcome to Chemistry everyone. You probably chose this class because it sounded cool and you thought it would be fun." He shoves a handful of almonds in his mouth. "You were wrong. You will most likely never understand anything I say and fail the class because of the ridiculously hard tests I give you."

"Wow." Someone says faintly. I smile in agreement.

"This is going to be fun." Says the boy next to me. I look at him and nod.

"For now you can have free time because I don't feel like teaching you the difference between exothermic and endothermic." He says as he sits down and eats more almonds.

"So whats your name?" The boy asks suddenly.

"Uhhh, whats your name?"

"I asked you first!" He says smiling.

"So?" I laugh.

"Fine mystery girl." I laugh. "My name is Anthony."

"Hi Anthony. My name is Natalie." I say.

"Ohh mystery girl does have a name!" He laughs. Suddeny he leans back to far and his chair slips from under him making him fall on his butt.

I cover my hands over my mouth and gasp.

"Oh god my booty!" He says standing up.

"Calm down over there hooligan." Says Mr. Hart.

"Is this a habit of yours?" I ask as he sits down.

"What?" He asks rubbing his butt.

"Falling, you seem to fall alot."

"What makes you say that?"

"Because you were on the ground just before class started. I figured you fell or you were tripped."

"Oh I fell yes." He says. The bell rings.

"See you tomorrow at another dreadful day of your favorite class Chemistry." Says Mr. Hart.

"It was nice meeting you mystery girl." Says Anthony and walking out of the class.