The Bad Boy & The Outcast

Detention With The Bad Boy

Going to the principles office wasn't always a bad thing. You could only go to the principles office for two reasons, and two reasons only. One because you were good or two because you were bad. Sadly I was here for the later. You know I have done a lot of bad things in my life. I've gone to the principles office for multiple reasons. Whether it was for fighting, or arguing with the teacher or even just coming to school late. But never have I ever gone for Public Display Of Affection. Sure it wasn't in front of a whole crowd, but it was still PDA in my opinion.

I have no idea what came over me. I guess you can say I was caught up in the moment. But as weird as it might sound, I kind of liked it. Just the feeling of his hands on me or the feeling of his lips upon mine. It was so wrong yet it felt so right. I know I can't be falling for this guy. I known him for almost a month. Just a few weeks maybe. So why on earth am I having this feeling? Why am I having sudden urges to get closer to him? Like I said it was wrong. He is my best friends brother. I can't like him. I won't like him.

I only did that because I have to. I have to play him like he's playing me. I'm playing the players game. And I am bound to win. I won't go down without a fight. And That's a promise.

I sighed out running my hand through my hair for about the fifth time I been here. I was a nervous wreck. I didn't know what my punishment was going to be but I hope that they were gonna let me off the hook. I haven't been into any trouble since I've been at this school and I was actually really proud of myself. This was my first time in the principles office. Yay Devon!

I looked around the office taking in every bit of detail. The chair i was sitting on was cold on my bare skin. As I looked around the office more I glanced over at Luke. He was leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest making his muscles pop. He wasn't looking at me. His eyes were closed. So I took in this moment to stare at his muscles in awe.

I didn't realize how long I was staring until I heard him clear his throat. My eyes snapped up to his. He was smirking with an amused look on his face, "Like what you see babygirl?" He asked.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "I am not your babygirl so don't call me that."

He chuckled, "You do know why we were in the closet right?"

I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at him. What was he trying to say? He moved to the seat next to me and leaned forward. I sat up straight and tried to move back. But if I moved any further then I'll fall out of the chair. He put his hand under my chin making me look him in the eye. His crystal blue eyes stared into my light blue ones. He was so close I can see every feature on his face. His starling blue eyes, his long thick eyelashes, his pink soft kissable lips. He was handsome but deadly. Which is why I can't have him. It's okay, I don't want him anyway. He's toying with my heart. So I must toy with his.

Let the games begin Luke.

I brought my hand up to his hair and ran my fingers through it slowly, but softly. My action caught him by surprise. I knew because his eyes widened a bit. I smirked knowing I was pleasing him by me doing this. He closed his eyes and sighed.

My hand traveled down to the back of his neck and as quick as I could I pulled him closer to me. His eyes snapped open in shock. We were now a few inches a part. We were so close that if either one of us moved just a slight bit we would be kissing. Again.

"Don't call me babygirl." I whispered lowly.

My eyes traveled down to his lips. Images of what happened in the janitors closet came back to mind. Before I can get to far ahead of myself I forced my eyes back up to his. But instead of him looking me in the eyes he rested them on my lips.