The Bad Boy Changed Me | ✔

Chapter 1

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Shit! I'm late! Lacey is going to kill me! Literally this time. Last time i told her that it wouldn't happen again, but of course, I fucked up.

Lacey is like my sister. Middle school was rough for me, but she stood up for me through everything, so I owe her that. Surprisingly, we are pretty alike. We have most of the same interests, we obviously have minor fights about who should be with Caroline in the Vampire Diaries, but overall, she's my best friend. I love that she doesn't judge me.

The only other person who accepts my flaws is Nick, my boyfriend. I know what you're thinking. She's Indian! Indian parents don't let their children date! Well, my mom is white and she let me date him because he is very good at impressing people. Not only that, but he is a great guy, and an even better boyfriend. It's like he's too good to be true.

I rush out the house with a granola bar in hand. I'm late for everything, if you haven't noticed. I run on Indian time. Lacey sits in her car across the street, not looking very happy. I rush down my driveway and to her car.

"I'm so sorry Lacey!" I exclaim as I get in the car. I dump my backpack in the back seat and eat my granola bar.

"I'm not happy about it, but it's okay." She sighs.

"At least we won't be late to school!" I say, trying to be optimistic.

"Shut up." She mumbles. "And no eating in my car!" She wacks the granola bar out of my hand and I frown.

Hmph. "Bitch." I mutter.

"Asshole." She retorts.

"You know you love me!" I grin. She cracks a smile and I point at her. "There it is! There's the Lacey I know!"

She chuckles. I turn the radio on and we jam out for the rest of the ride. Shape of You finishes and I pout as a commercial comes on.

"We're here. Get out of my car." Blunt but loveable. That's my Lacey.

We get out of her car and walk to the front of the school. Now if you think my life is a cliché story, you are wrong. I'm not a nerd. I have mutual friends, but they have friends of their own. I walk to my locker and I greet people passing by. Lacey's locker is not too far from mine, but I can't see her from where I stand. I grab some food I keep in my locker and close it to see Nick next to me.

I jump slightly and out a hand over my heart. "Jesus Christ! Don't scare me like that!" I slap his arm playfully.

"You didn't text me last night." He cups my face and kisses me lightly then smiles.

"Sorry, I was studying." I hold his hand on my cheek. "I have a big AP Stats test today and I know I'm going to fail." Damn procrastination.

"No, you're not. You'll be fine." He holds my hands and I smile at him.

"Thanks for the encouragement, but it doesn't help." I say bluntly.

"Ouch. Negativity." He puts a hand over his heart. "It hurts." He teases. I simply roll my eyes but smile and walk to Lacey's locker. She stands with her locker open, searching for something. Pictures of us together cover the inside door of her locker. I smile and look at the one with me, her, and Nick.

"Damn it!" She lets out a sigh, clearly frustrated.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothing. I lost something."

"What'd you lose?"

"My Calc book."

"You're screwed." I laugh.

"Shut up." I laugh again and we head out to the portables. Lacey doesn't go to the portables for first period, so she walks towards the C Wing instead.

Nick puts his hand in mine and I smile as I look up at him.

~*~

I sit in the back of the room with my bag on the floor and my legs rest on the chair next to me. I hold my phone in my hand and scroll through Instagram. My battery gives me a notification saying it's at 20% and I groan. I ask the teacher to leave the room and he ignores me. I shrug and walk out of the room. I head towards the A Wing for a snack from the vending machine.

I turn the corner to reach the machine and lift my head up from my phone to get my food. I stumble a bit at the sight in front of me and try to think of something to do or say. 

I guess it was too good to be true. 

His body is pressed up against hers and she leans back on the wall for support. His lips mold into hers perfectly and her grip on him is as strong as steel.

They pull apart for a quick breath just in time to hear my whimper. A small sob escapes my lips and they turn towards me. My heart rate quickens and I put my hand over my heart. He has guilt written all over his face and she just looks shocked.

I finally muster enough courage to stomp up to him and slap him right across his left cheek.

"You son of a bitch!" A tear threatens to escape the inner corner of my eye and I try my hardest to keep it from falling. 

His apologies are too late now. The damage has been done. 

I want to believe all the lies he's spewing out right now, but remind myself of his betrayal. Of her betrayal. I turn to Lacey.

"I was always honest with you. If you liked him you could have told me. But nooo." I say sarcastically. "You wanted to take the easy way out." The tear falls. "Well, let me tell you something. The easy way out always comes with a price. And what is this stunt's cost?" I pause for a moment. "Our friendship. " I say coldly.

I flip my hair in her face as I turn around and make my grand exit by strutting down the hallway.

"Wait." I feel pressure on my arm and see a light skinned hand wrapped around me. 

"What?" I grit out and let more tears fall as I look into his blue orbs.

"I'm sorry. You don't understand." He lies.

"I think I do understand. You used me to get to Lacey and it worked. I hope you're happy together." I say sarcastically.

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a/n
Hi everyone! This is the second book I'm writing. Make sure you go check out my first book: The Boyfriend I Never Had. 

Give it a chance! :)