Falling for the bad boy.. (A Brantley Gilbert story)

Officially a Georgia Bulldog

I wake up to my alarm going off. I'm so not ready for this.. I get up and throw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and a pair of boots. I straighten my hair, and get my bag and walk out the door. I'm going to walk to school today. As I'm walking a red Ford Mustang pulls up. A girl rolls the window down and says "Hey! Are you the new girl?" I say "yeah, today's my first day." "You want a ride?" She asks. "Sure" I answer as I open the door and get in. I guess I already made a friend... As we walk through the doors of the school, I see a lot of people. I go to the office and enroll myself. I come out of the office and stands a tall boy with dark brown hair and facial hair. God, he's cute. He's wearing a black t-shirt and black jeans and boots with a cross on a chain necklace hanging around his neck. "Aye, are you the new girl?" He asks. "Are you talking to me?" I reply shocked. He remarks " I sure ain't talking to my self." " yeah I'm the new girl.." I answer. "What's your name." He asks. "Amber" I say. "I'm Brantley" he replies back. "Want me to walk you to your class, so you know where it is?" "Sure" I answer. I walk out of my Algebra class with my new friend Brittany. I tell her about the Brantley guy I met. She says "Brantley Gilbert?!? The guy that wears black?" Yeah, you say that like its a bad thing?" I ask. She yells "it is a bad thing! He's the bad boy, I'm sure your dad would kill you for talking to him! He's a bad influence." "It's not like we're dating or anything, we only talked one time. What dad don't know won't hurt him." I remark. "Well you'll figure him out on your own." She replied. "I guess I will" , I retort back.
I run into Brantley walking to Lunch. "Hey," he says. I say "hi" real shy like. "You know, you're like beautiful" he says. "Awh thanks", I say trying not to blush, which doesn't work to well. "Let me drive you home after school" he says. "Sure" I say, still blushing. He smiles, and says "sweet, see you later cutie!" "Alright" I say.
Later that day, the bell rings. Brantley meets me coming out of the classroom. God, he's so attractive. We walk to the parking lot, and he walks right up to black ford raptor truck. "Nice truck" I say. "Thanks", he says back. He opens the door for me and I get in his truck. We drive home listening to the radio. He's a southern bad boy for sure. He drops me off at my house and I notice my dad looking out the window. "Crap." I say. "What is it?" Brantley asks. "Nothing", I answer. I get out and walk inside.