The 87 Quarterback Bad Boy & Good Girl

8. The Last Time I Won't See You

Part 3

Travis Redmond

Next day at school, I do everything I can in search of the beautiful blonde beauty with ocean blue eyes and pretty kissable red lips that I haven't been able to stop thinking about ever since last night. Ever since she left yesterday without saying goodbye to me, I've been everywhere inside and outside the school in search of where she could be hiding from me. She could be anywhere. I've searched everywhere. Well, not everywhere. The one place I haven't searched in is the ladies' bathroom. Yeah, there's no way I'm going in their and risk getting beat up by a bunch of girls. If she's in the ladies' bathroom, she'll come out whenever she comes out. I'll be here in search of her until she appears to me.

This morning, I didn't have any time to search for her because of the early math class I had. I don't care if I'm late to one class in hopes of finding her. Seeing her again.

Though me being late to class on my second day back at school will make my parents upset with me. Rather, I show up early, then have to listen to an ear full of my parents telling me about responsibility and this and that and ugh. It gets annoying sometimes.

Right now, it's break time. Meaning I have 15 minutes to try and find her before break time if over and it's onto the next boring class of the day.

I think that's enough time to go and find her.

I don't waste any time and go in search of Taylor Williow.

I first start off by the grade 12 hallway where people are socializing. I see girls and guys standing in front of their lockers. Or leaning up against them. Or grabbing their next book for their next class. I see girls with long blonde hair, but none of them are who I am searching for. As I'm looking left and right for Taylor a bunch of random girls crowd my personal space immediately. Some of them stop just to talk to me or touch me.

"Hey Travis. Looking handsome today." A random girl with purple hair says complimenting me.

"Why haven't you called me back Travis?" A random girl with pink hair asks me, as she touches my chest.

"I miss seeing you. You coming over tonight to Andy's party? If you are, I'll be waiting for you hot stuff." A random girl with brown hair asks me, as she leans up against me on the left side of my body.

"Are you free this weekend for a hook up?" A random girl with black hair with green streaks and pink streaks in her hair ask me, touching my hair.

All of you can go fuck off and leave me alone.

One touches my right arm, as she squeezes my muscles. "Wow. What strong arms you have. Are they strong enough to hold me down in bed?" A random girl with blonde hair with to much fucking perfume on asks me, as she continues to grab onto my right arm.

I rip my right arm off of her and tell her to. "Fuck off bitch!" I swear right in her face, angry and not caring if I hurt her feelings. "All of you get the fuck away from me before I fucking make you move." I growl angry at all of these girls that I don't know who the fuck they are to move or I'll move them myself.

"If we move, will we see you at Andy's party tonight?" Girl with purple hair asks me, batting her fucking fake eyelashes at me.

"Yes! Now get fucking lost!" I protest angry with them all still surrounding me when they should be moving out of my way.

Before they get out of my personal space and sight. Each one touches me on whatever random body part they can touch. Then, when their done, they all walk away from me. One girl gives me a wink. Another one gives me a seductive look with a hint of need in her eyes. "See you later, hot stuff!"