How I tamed the Bad Boy

Chapter Thirty (Blake's POV)

"Back off Brit." I growled out as I glared at him.

"Or what? I just want to get to know the cutie." He said as he continued to look at Danielle.

"I'm not going to repeat myself. Back off Brit." I snarled and took a step forward but Danielle stopped me. "Aw look at that. Tbe cutie is stoppibg you from hurting me. Is it because she doesn't want me to get hurt? Or she doesn't want her precious monster to not get killed?" Brit asked in a cocky voice.

"It's called I don't feel like bailing out my jealous boyfriend out of jail." I heard Danielle mutter.

"I'm sorry what was that?" Brit asked.

"That's for me to know." Danielle said as she turned around and glared at Brit.

"Oh look at that. Cutie has a bite."

"You have seen nothing man." I mumbled causing Danielle to elbow me and I smiled at her.

"What I'm just saying." I whispered.

"Why don't you tell me what you two are talking about." Brit said.

"Sure. Come here." Danielle said causing Brit to smile and came closer.

"What are you doing?" I asked her in a low voice.

"Just watch." Was her reply. I raised an eyebrow at that but didn't say anything.

"What is it cutie?" Brit asked. I glanced down at Danielle to see that she had a smug look on her face.

"Leave me and Blake alone." She said before she pulled her leg back and round house kicked Brit in the face. He went down with a thud and I noticed that he was out like a light.

"Nice kick." I said.

"No. I put to much weight into it." She told me.

"You'll get used to it." I told her as i grabbed my jacket.

"Let's go. We still have homework to do and your brother to help." I said as i slipped on my shirt and jacket.

"Also you are kinda hot when your jealous." I heard Danielle say before she walked away from me with a slight smirk. I grabbed my bag and followed her hearing the whispers that followed.

"Man she's hot."

"She knocked out Killer, with just a kick. Damn she's badass."

"Dude stop. Monster is glaring at you."

"Touch her and your dead." I seethed as one guy looked like he was going to slap her ass.

"Chill man." Said the one who was going to slap her ass.

"Blake! Hurry up! We've got homework to do and planning to finish!" Danielle yelled from the doors.

"Alright I'm coming!" I yelled back before I shot one last glare at  everyone before following her out the door.

The next morning I woke up to see Danielle packing her bookbag.

"Morning." I grumbled as I sat up.

"Morning. Go get ready while I go fix some breakfast." She said with a small smile.

"You okay?" I asked her.

"I'm just a little tired and besides its a Monday." She said before she walked out my room. I got out my bed and grabbed a pair of clean jeans. I slipped then on and grabbed a shirt before slipping into my boots and grabbing my jacket and bookbag.

"I hope your not lying to me about you just being tired." I said as I watched her dance around my kitchen making breakfast.

"It was just some bad memories that filled my dreams. I'll be fine after some coffee." She said as she looked at me with a smile.