The Party That Got My Bad Boy

Chapter 7 - The Fourth Period (part 1)

Picture : Mikka

Chapter 7

This day. I felt like some famous celebrity, every girl wanted a picture with me and every guy wanted to kiss me on the cheek. It was tiring, and yet it didn’t faze Tonie at all. Well maybe because he only wanted me to be his play toy. During lunch me and Talia caught a glimpse of a real cutie. Wicked dark brown hair that was somewhat combed up.

Dangerous chocolate-brown eyes, a defined chin. Hello cutie. He wore a black t-shirt, black Levis, black boots and a beige coat. Oh man, I found my guy. If Mr. Beautiful over there could talk to me in front of dick face Tonie…then it would make my day. I’d get Tonie jealous, and bonus a really cute guy would be talking to me.

SCORE. Now to get to make the moves on me. He was walking around with the principle…he must be new. Damn, he was getting more girls to blush than Tonie or Fraido…and they some of this school’s hottest. Whoever this guy was…he was in total competition for bad boy of the school. He also held a black helmet under his arm…motorcycle. It’s official. He was a bad boy. Last test. He just needed to disobey authority and get kicked out of class.

I took a quick picture of him when he was looking at me. Okay. I know, it sounds a little stalker-ish…but c’mon…he’s cute. We ran back to the cafeteria and sat back down with Gene. As soon as she saw the picture she was fan girl-ing along with us. Lunch time was filled of girls betting who the new would talk to first, who would his name first, who would kiss him first…even who could have sex with him first.

I just laughed at all that. Like why the fuck are they betting on shit like that. It’s completely stupid and childish. Gene and I walked Talia to her P.E class. Which we knew the new guy wouldn’t be in because it was an all girls class. Then we headed to Science. Talk about boring.

No offense to Mr. Lamm, but c’mon no one gets what the fuck you are saying. Like shit, slow down and speak English. And really, does your name really need that extra ‘M’. He put on some long ass boring movie about plant cells and every function…blah blah blah. I put my head down and tried as hard as possible to stay awake.

But it was too boring…my eyes caved. My sleep was peaceful and calm. God bless the fact that Mr. Lamm didn’t see me. Gene tapped me on the back. My eyes slowly opened and Mr. Lamm stood directly in front of me. His arms were crossed. I knew I was in trouble. “Outside Ms. Chambers” Mr. Lamm spoke. And yes. This time I understood very well.

“You fall asleep in almost every class…you never never going to learn anything in this class” Mr. Lamm said. And yes. He did repeat his words like that. I just kept nodding in agreement and then he let me back into class and the luckily the bell was soon to ring. I smiled at that fact.

Then as Mr. Lamm turned off the TV, Gene asked “dude, you need to stop sleeping in your classes. I mean I swear you’ve fallen asleep in almost all of them.”

“Well not Art…or guitar”

“But every other class that’s not artistic” Gene said with a smile on her face. I laughed back and agreed. The bell rang and everyone shuffled to leave this boring class. Gene walked with me to my History class. She had Math right now…and I felt bad for her. The teacher she had treated the academic students like they were gifted.

So that’s some hardcore work she hands out. I legit had no real friends in this class. I had the fake ones that only say hi and chat a little because you’re known. I hated those people, because if I was any other person then they wouldn’t bother speaking to me at all. They’re just trying to get a social status by knowing me.

I took my seat that was at the back of the class. Luckily everyone had seating partners and I sat by myself. A girl named Flora sat used to sit beside, but she moved. WAIT! HOLY FUCK! A girl moves a few weeks ago and now there’s a new guy. He has to be in this class then.

And just as I thought that, the principle walked in with him. I still had my earphones in my ears as Paramore blasted. I think the principle introduced him…but I didn’t hear it. I saw Ms. Daily point to the empty chair beside me, and a sly side grin grew on his face. I guess he remembered me.

The principle left and girls were begging that he sat beside them. Sadly the idiots forgot that they had people beside them. Though I don’t think he was even listening. His gaze never left mine as we walked all the way to his seat. And once he took his seat, Ms. Daily had to get the rest of the class’s attention so the girls would stop staring.

I saw his lips move…but I heard nothing. So I pulled out my earphones and said “I’m sorry, what?”

“I said hi” said a somewhat deep hectically awesome voice. I was almost frozen by how sexy those three words sounded coming from him. Then I mentally slapped myself in the face and snapped out of it. Then I said “hey.” I glanced away before my cheeks had a chance to blush. This was too close to be having a straight face as I looked at a face as perfect as his.

Then he leaned over on the wide desk and said “so…what’s your name blue eyes?” I could hear girls groaning in disappointment. Someone said “why does she always get the hot guys attention?” I don’t know who lied to her, because Ruth is the one who gets the hot guys attention. I ignored them and refocused on how unbelievably blue eyes sounded.

I opened my mouth and said “it’s a-a-a…uh, Mikka.” Great. My first somewhat sentence with the cute guy, and I begin to stutter like an idiot. Then I watched his sly grin return. It was a really hot smile that made me nervous. Almost as if he had plans you didn’t know about. Then he said “well I’m Nura”

“REALLY”

“…Fuck no. That was a joke”

“Oh, haha…cause no offense, that name didn’t suit…you”

“Well thanks. I knew you weren’t listening earlier” He said keeping his sly grin. Oh Fuck. That smile…it made me get butterflies.

Writer's note : Hello my readers. Tell me what you think :) Tell me how feel about the new guy. Don't worry you'll know his real name next chapter...so keep reading! :)