Breaking The Bad Boy

Chapter 2

Hey guys! So the next chapter is here. I realised the last one was really short so I tried to make this one longer and more detailed. I hope you enjoy and I'll see you soon!!!

~Mia0405

The doors to the theatre opened and my year pilled out. I looked down at my new schedule and saw that I had history in the same room as last year. They gave all the students new schedules as some of the classes had room changes for the new school year but thankfully mine had stayed the same.

"What do you have first?" Alycia asked me, leaning over my shoulder to look at my timetable.

"History, you?" I knew Alycia didn't take history.

"Textiles." She replied, looking up from her timetable with a grin spread across her face. Alycia loves fashion so much she wants to design clothes when she is older. She already has enough experience in the industry during her modelling years. She gave it up a couple of years ago to concentrate more on her school work, but she swears it was so we could spend more time together.

Reaching my history classroom I waved Alycia goodbye. As she walked off, a couple of people came up to her asking how her summer. Everyone loves Alycia. After a couple of minutes waiting my history teacher, Mr Harris, opened the door to let everyone file into the class. He was a short man who was around his mid-fifties. Mr Harris was my favourite teacher by far in this hell hole. He was always there if you needed to talk about anything and kept a secret stash of chocolate in his classroom to make students feel better. He was also very passionate about history, one of the subjects I actually enjoyed. Sitting at the second row from the back, I got out my notebooks and pencil case, along with the project we were asked to complete over the summer. We could choose any historical moment we wanted and had to write a 2,000 word essay on it.

After asking how our summers were, Mr Harris got into the lesson, explaining what topics we would be studying that year. 20 minutes into the lesson and the door swung open. In walked Aiden Jackson, sports bag hanging off one shoulder, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on my face. He smirked slightly.

"Mr Jackson. How lovely of you to finally join us. I'm guessing you didn't finish the essay you were told to over the summer?" Mr Harris questioned, looking Aiden up and down with a slight look of disgust on his face.

"If we're being honest here sir, I didn't even start it." Aiden replied with his signature smirk. The class laughed as though he was a stand-up comedian. I rolled my eyes and sank lower in my chair, bored of the sound of his voice already.

"Just take a seat Mr Jackson." Mr Harris said in defeat. Aiden walked along the rows, kicking my table slightly as he walked past. Once at the back, he sat in the seat right behind me. Great. I tried my best to ignore his existence which was pretty hard as he kept trying to gain my attention by flicking the back of my neck with a pencil every time Mr Harris turned around. Finally the bell rang and I packed up my stuff as fast as I could to leave the room. Just as I was about to reach the door, some grabbed my wrist and spun me round. Looking up I met the hazel eyes of my enemy.

"I was trying to get your attention back there." Aiden commented.

"I noticed I just chose to ignore." I snapped back and tore my wrist from his grasp.

"Ouch, that hurt princess." Aiden exclaimed, placing his hand over his heart. Rolling my eyes I turned and walked away. The day couldn't end soon enough but finally I was leaning on Alycias car waiting for her.

"Hey Clo!" I heard from behind me. I smiled as I turned around to hug my friend Daniel Gates. He's tall, about 5ft 11, and has light hazel eyes and dark brown hair that he likes to keep quite short. He is naturally good looking but I saw him more of a best friend/older brother figure. Even though he was only older than me by a couple of months he was very protective of both Alycia and I. We chatted for a couple of minutes before Alycia walked over and joined in.