worse than a fuckboy ✧ t.c

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Megan Rae Thomson

I parked my car in the first vacant parking spot I could find.

As I stepped out the car, I locked the door behind me, and made my way to the doors of the school.

I pushed the huge metal open, and watched as at least 100 people roaming the hallways.

Pushing my way through all of the people, I finally made it to the front office.

"Can I help you?" I heard someone from behind me say.

I whipped my body around to find a short, middle-aged woman.

"Oh. I'm a new student, Is this where I get my locker number, and my schedule?"

"Yes, what's your name sweetie?"

"Megan Thomson."

She walked around me and over to her desk. Shuffling through the massive stack of papers, she finally pulled out a single piece of computer paper.

"Here's your schedule, and that's your locker number."

I nodded and turned to walk out of the office.

I walked out the office, and down the now half-empty hallway. I scanned my schedule, looking at my locker number.

2234

Finally, I found it, and put all of my stuff inside, except for my chemistry books.

I closed my locker, to find a girl with long brown hair and bright blue eyes looking at me.

"Can I help you?" I questioned.

"Oh no, I just wanted to introduce myself- I'm Blair by the way."

"I'm Megan." I muttered.

"What classes do you have?" She asked.

I shrugged, and handed her my schedule.

"Oh, we have chemistry, and three other classes together."

"Cool, at least I'll know one person."

"Yeah, come on. We're gonna be late."

She lead me into a fairly sized classroom, where the kids were yelling, laughing, and goofing around.

"Okay, quiet down!" The teacher yelled as he walked in the door.

Almost instantly, everyone was quiet.

I walked passed a group of boys, earning wolf whistles from two of them.

I made my way to the back of the classroom, taking the empty seat next to Blair.

"I was informed that we have a new student with us today. Megan Thomson?" The teacher said.

"That's me!" I yelled throwing my hand up in the air, causing everyone to turn around and stare at me.

"Well, it's nice to see a new face. I'm Mr. Rowe." He smiled.

**

I copied down all the notes Mr. Rowe put on the board, along with some that Blair gave me.

I scanned the room, looking at everyone's faces, some people were asleep, others on their phone, and some just staring off into space.

I looked over to the group of boys, who were all on their phones, except for one. He was just staring at me. When he noticed a was looking at him, he quickly looked away.

I tapped on Blair's shoulder, making her quickly whipped her head in my direction.

"Who's that boy over there?" I whispered, pointing to the boy that was looking at me.

"Oh that's Taylor Caniff- but if I were you, I wouldn't get involved with him." She whispered.

"Why not?"

"You know how guys are." She slightly laughed.

"So what your telling me is that he's a fuckboy?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Even worse than that."

"How can any guy be worse than a fuckboy?"

"He's the type of guy that's sweet as hell, flirts with you alot, calls you hot, sends you cute pictures, but never asks for nudes. Only catch is, he always keeps you on the down low. Your friends know about him, but his friends don't know about you."

"Ouch."

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