The Boy Next Door

Ch 2:Detention with the Bad Boy

When I walked into school on Monday I didn't expect to spend my afternoon in detention. I also didn't expect to dump my whole lunch on Noah Jackson.
My classes went smoothly and when I went to lunch, I thought it would go the same,it didn't. My friends Amy and Mindy were waving at me to sit by them and when I waved back I fell into a rock hard chest. "Sorry, I didn't mean to run into you," I said while blushing. I didn't look up at the person, but I did get a response of, "God watch where you're going, I mean I am attractive but there isn't a reason to stalk me Emily," Noah says.
Instead of being embarrassed I was furious. How could this jerk think I have a crush on him!?!
"It's Emilia asshole, and just because everyone else is falling at your feet doesn't mean I am going to," I fired back.
"Listen Emilia is it, you don't have to lie about it, I know you want me," he says right back.
I was so angry I didn't have time to think about my actions and I dumped my whole lunch tray on Noah. "What the fuck!," he says throwing spaghetti that had gotten on his white v-neck at me.
I was about to shoot some sarcastic comment towards him, but I was interrupted by the intercom. "Can Noah Jackson and Emilia Michaels report to the principal's office please?," a mechanical voice drones.
That's how I ended up in detention with Noah after school on this wonderful Monday.
"Emilia get that pissed off look on your face, it's not like I was the one who got us detention," he snorted.
"It's not like I got us detention," I mimicked.
"That was mature," he retorts. "Yeah because you're the role model for maturity," I fire back.
"You do know how to not be sarcastic right?," he asks. "That's like asking if you know how to not be an asshole," I say.
Ignoring me he says, "Let me make it up to you, I'll take you out for frozen yogurt," he says knowing it's still my weakness.
"Fine you know I can't resist," I say and he smiles at me. "Yeah I remember Emmy."
My heart melts at the nickname, I have missed my old best friend so much. If only he wasn't such a bad boy asshole.
After detention lets out at five pm he leads me to his motorcycle or should I say his death trap. "Um Noah you don't really expect me to hop on this thing do you?," I ask. He snorts, "Just take the helmet and hop on Emilia."
I take the helmet and hop on. "You know you need to put your arms around me so I can drive right?," he says smirking. Begrudgingly I wrap my arms around him and he speeds in traffic. I yelp and wrap my arms around him tighter and he chuckles.
As we get off the motorcycle, which I now know why my mom calls them donor cycles, we head into the yogurt shop.
"You just wanted to ride the stupid bike so I would be close to you," I joke. "Yeah because being in a room with you isn't close enough," he says laughing.
We order our yogurt and sit down with it, but we don't talk the whole time. What happened to the Noah I knew and when did he turn into this unrecognizable person?

Author's Note
Thank you for reading! Please like and comment leaving suggestions. Do you think Noah Jackson is as tough as he seems or do you think he has another side to himself?