Bradford Bad Boy

Chapter One

  "SKY! WAKE UP!"

I groaned and rolled out of bed. Then I was tackled onto the floor and I groaned again. I looked up to see my tackler was my best friend, Lydia.

  "How did you get in?" I grumbled.

  "Your mum, duh!" Lydia said.

I pushed her off of me and I stood up. I walked to the loo beside my closet and something flimsy hit my back. Looking at the ground, I saw a fake I.D. I picked it up and fully looked at my best friend.

  "What's this for?"

  "The birthday girl and I are going clubbing," she said.

Shit. It was my birthday. I'm eighteen today, however I'm legal to drink and go clubbing in most clubs. Apparently we're going somewhere else.

  "Where are we going?" I asked.

  "A surprise," Lydia said and smiled.

I groaned and walked into the loo. I stripped of my clothing and jumped into the shower. The water has to be hot. I never take warm or cold showers. Steaming hot is the way to go. I took the coconut smelling shampoo and massaged it through my hair.

  "Hurry up, Sky, we have to go shopping!" Lydia called.

  "Okay!" I called.

After I find had bathing I wrapped myself in a towel and walked back into my room. Lydia threw some clothes at me and they fell at my feet.

  "Change," she said then left.

  "Happy birthday to me," I muttered.

I picked up the clothing and it was a washed out 'Black Veil Brides' shirt, black skinny jeans, and black beanie. I sighed, but changed into them.

  "I'm changed you can come back in!" I called.

  "Good," Lydia called.

She walked in and saw me in the clothes she picked out. She handed me a pair of black combat boots that looked brand new. I took the boots and slipped into them while she rambled on and on about something. Once the boots were on my feet, we walked out of my room, but before I quickly stashed some smokes and a lighter into my boots. Then we were on our way out of the flat when my mum called me.

  "SKYLAR! Come back here," mum yelled.

I groaned and followed the voice into the kitchen. My mum looked worried.

  "Yes, mum?" I asked.

  "First, Happy birthday, sweetie, and second, where are you going?" She asked.

  "To the mall," I said.

  "Dressed like that?" She asked.

  "Well, what do you want me to do? Go naked?" I asked.

She gave an evil glance and I shrugged. I said that I loved her and then I walked away. Lydia was already in her car. Lord help us all. Lets just say she isn't the best driver, but then again neither am I.

After the short five minute drive to the mall she held up "her" credit card. It was actually her mum's.

  "No, Lydia, you can't," I said.

  "Oh, but I am," she said and began walking towards the entrance of the mall. I shut her door and mine and hurried to catch up with her. We walked into the mall arm and arm. She insisted that I wear something that is short. Like a crop top or short shorts. However, she said she was going to pick out everything. We walked into multiple stores before she found this shirt she said would look so cute. It was a black tank top with a white lightening bolt on the front.