The Side Characters

Chapter 1

Senior Year
Last year, my best friend became the bad boy's girlfriend.
How did I take it? I practically yelled at the top of my lungs CALLED IT!!
I was so happy for her.
Keyword: was
Wanna know why?
You know, the same cliché where he breaks her heart and I break him.
Yes, you read that right, I broke him. He is now in the nurse's office with an ice pack to his pretty boy face. Serve's him right! I thought.
Where am I now?
You guessed it.
The Principal's Office
Yup, that's right the pretty boy ratted me out.
How is he even a bad boy?! I thought
He can't take a punch and his best friend ratted me out. Pathetic.
Just. Pa-the-tic!!!
"Ms. Liam" he asked trying to get my attention once again
"Yes?"
"You punched Mr. Lickhem in the face. Am I correct?"
"Yes sir" I replied What? Just cause he's pathetic doesn't mean I am.
"Since you are one of our most intelligent and well behaved students, I'll let you off with a warning and detention for a week" he answered
"Thank you sir" I said and got up from my seat to leave. I was walking to my next class, when I saw him. He was just leaning his back against the lockers casually. The bad boy's best friend. How brave. He sent his best friend to handle me. Note the sarcasm.

I'm not one of your ordinary best friends where she is the dumb blonde or the preppy, confident type. Well, I am confident but only when I'm mad or want to show people I'm not a wimp. And right now, it's both.

As I walk past him confidently ignoring him, he notices me and grabs my wrist and does the cliché thing of slamming me in the lockers with his hands to the side of my head, trapping me.

"Where do you think your going?" He asked, his face way too close for my liking.

"Ever heard of personal space? And none of you damn business" I said sassily. Did I mention I act like that too when I'm mad?

"Feisty" he said

I'll admit, I am a teenage girl with hormones. But let me rephrase that, I am a VERY MAD teenage girl with hormones. So, what do you think I'll do to him just cause he thinks my hormones will get the best of me like they are right now to him?

Just because he's attractive doesn't mean he can control me. But, I could trick him. I'll let him think that he can.

His face goes closer to mine and I pretend to act scared.

"Umm... Umm" I pretend to stutter

"What's wrong?" He whispers in my ear as he bites my earlobe playfully

"Let's go somewhere more private... Like the janitor's closet" I whisper trying to be breathless and flustered.

"Okay" he says. Falling right into my trap.

He grabs my wrist and we head through the hall and make a right, we head to the janitor's closet and when we're inside, he locks the door.

"Now where were we" he said as he traps me against the door.

"I think we were in the middle of me kicking your ass" I said and then while I kicked him in the family jewels before he could say anything else.

He fell to the floor, and I quickly unlocked the door to get out. I speed walked out if there before he could recover and I would face a very angry BBBBF (baby bad boy's best friend)

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"Why did you do that?!"

"Carter, did you not here a word I said before? He deserved it! Even if it wasn't that big of a deal, he's still a jerk just like Greyson" I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest.

"But still! You didn't have to kick him there!" She whisper yelled

"Oh yes I did. Or I would've been in deep doo doo by now" I said pretending to shiver at the thought

"Ugh! I can't deal with you! You didn't have to manipulate him in the first place!" She said losing her temper

"Well, you know how I am. I like to trick people now and then and he was the next perfect victim" I said casually as I pretended to check my nails

"Never mind. You're too- ugh!.... You know.. Frustrating" she finally came up with a word as she hung her head up to the ceiling and groaned

"Thank you" I smiled, taking it as a compliment

"That wasn't a compliment" she said peaking an eye at me

"Don't care. I'm taking it as one" I said

Before she could reply, the old librarian, Ms. Hackanhoff (more like hack and cough) cut her off

"If you girls don't quiet your gossiping down, you better leave!" She said and then had a coughing fit (see what I mean?) and returned to her desk

We smiled sheepishly and mumbled a couple of sorry's before going back to work.

And by work I'm mean plan.