First class ended real quick, now second class.
"Um, let's see," I said picking out my classes schedule out of my backpack pocket.
"English," I let out a deep sigh as I started to walk to my English class.Thank God this time I was not late for my English class.
I started to look around for an empty seat.
I ended up sitting in the back seat; I don't really like the first and middle parts of the class.
As I was doodling on a piece of paper, I looked around to see a familiar face. "Um, Jai? I said a little bit quiet trying not to make a fool out of myself.
He was sitting in the back seat on the left side of the class with a couple of guys and girls.
He started to look around, trying to sort out from where the voice was coming from.
"Here," I said half shouting and waving at him trying to catch his attention.
He looked at me in disgust and shoot me a side smirk.
"Weird," I said under my breath.I then decided to walk and ask him if he remembers me.
"Um Jai, do you remember me? We meet this morning. I bumped into you by accident," I said feeling dumb as the words came out of my mouth.
"Jai, did you fuck her too?" said a guy sitting next to Jai.
"What? No, I bumped into.."
"Who are you again?" asked Jai looking at me with concern in his eyes.
"Amanda, Amanda Brown. Does that ring a bell?" I asked him.
"Nah," he said not even bothered to look at me.
"Are you sure Jai?" I asked him again trying to make sure whether he remembers me or not.
"Hundred percent sure," he said not even caring about my existence.
"But you know, you could be useful sometimes," he smirked at me, making me want to throw up.I shoot him a glare before walking back to my seat, questioning myself what had just happened.
Jai seemed a little bit weird. He was not like this with me in the morning when I had bumped into him. He was more like a sweet, loving Jai. And what did his friend mean?
I was interrupted by my own thoughts when I heard a girl talking with me.
"Uh, sorry what did you just say? I didn't hear you," I asked the girl who was sitting now on the table right in front of me.
She had long blonde hair, long lashes, blue eyes more like the ocean.
"Hey, I am Emily, You can call me Em," she smiled at me and stuck out her hand for me to shake it.
"Hey Em, I am Amanda, You can call me Mandy," I smiled at her shaking her hand.
"You see that guy over there?" She asked me pointing at Jai.
"Jai?" I asked.
"Yeah, the what people like to call him "Bad Boy." She said emphasising the word bad boy.
"Bad boy?" I asked looking confused.
"Yeah, he drinks, smokes and plays with girls," she stated.
"Drinks? Smokes? And plays with girls? What, Jai? The one that I had bumped into this morning?" I asked shocked.
"Oh, so I see you had already meet him."
"Um, I guess yeah."
"Well, just stay away from him. He is an asshole and gets what he wants," She said going back to her original seat.
What in earth is going on?
"Good morning class," said my English teacher who was surprisingly hot for a teacher. "I guess someone likes English now," I laughed at my own bad joke and started focusing more on the lecture.
YOU ARE READING
Bad Boy?
Hayran KurguHow can you possibly tell a person that you love them? Is it that hard? Is it wrong to feel the whole zoo when you're with them? Or am I just too afraid to admit that 'I love him'?