The Bad Boy's Hipster Girl

Chapter One

"What?!" I winced when I heard Kaitlyn's hight pitched voice outside the doors of the theater room.

I walked in and looked at everyone, they all were surrounding Jason, the male star of the play we were acting out next month for valentines day.

As soon as the door closed behind me everyone turned looking at me, Kaitlyn just glanced than turned back. Ya she hated me, long story short I'm the nerdy hipster and she's the popular bitch who can't keep her mouth shut, even if its the truth or a lie she'll spread it around faster than aids at a club.

"Um.. What's going on?" I asked.

I looked back and forth between all four of them, Kaitlyn, Jason, Jimmy, and Mrs. Chesser.

No body answered me, they just kept griping and bickering back and forth at Jason.

Finally Mrs. C. came over to me and answered my question.

"Jason is failing math," She said, I just looked at her with that "so what?" Look, "and English, and biology, and Spanish.." Than I got what she was saying. "..and since he's not passing.."

"..he can't do any extra circular activities, including theater.." I finished for her.

She nodded her head, "Yep, and now we don't have a star of the play cause no one else is good enough to do it and if they are, they refuse to do it."

I laughed and Mrs. C. gave me a questioning look, I shook my head, "Sorry, its just I know Kaitlyn is like dyeing because of this."

Mrs. C. laughed and shook her head, "I swear, your to much Sarah."

I smiled, "But that's why ya love me."

She laughed than turned to everyone, there was at least 20 people in the room, but most of them were extras and costumes and other tiny jobs. There was just 6 main people, 4 of them were in a group bickering, one is talking, and the other one is not in the room at the moment.

Yes, I am a important part of the play, I'm the director. Since Mrs. C. knows I don't like being on stage she let me direct this play, especially since its going to look amazing on my college applications.

"Okay everyone, settle down." Her voice boomed over the class and Kaitlyn's high pitched wineing.

Than I heard it again, "Mrs. Chesser! What are we supposed to do now? Dummy over here can't pass his stupid classes!" She looked at jason.

"Now Kaitlyn I wouldn't open your mouth like that when you have the same issue."

We all turned to see principle tuggle coming into the classroom. "What do you mean Mr tugs?"

"It's Mr tuggle young lady, and what I mean is your failing Spanish, math, algebra, and world history."

Kaitlyn's jaw hit the floor, I closed my ears knowing it was coming. "What?!" But it was no use, her loud shriek still rupshered my ear drum.

"Yes ma'am, so Mr Matthews and Ms Martin please come with me so we can talk about this, your parents are already in the office."

I laughed as Mr tuggle dragged them both out, Kaitlyn giving me the death glare the whole time.

Best. Day. Ever.

Well, kinda. Now we don't have stars of the play and there can't be a play without stars.

"Okay everyone.. While me and Sarah deal with this, just.. Do whatever I don't care, but no babies!" Mrs C. told everyone than dragged me to the back of the stage behind the curtains were it was quite and no one could hear us.

"So what do we do now? I mean.. We kinda can't have a play with no stars." I said.

Mrs. C. pinched her nose, thinking. "Well.. We'll have to find new actors."

I laughed, "Mrs. C. They're is no one good enough to play the part or smart enough to learn all the lines in a month."

She looked at me, "I honestly don't know Sarah, we'll figure something out though. In the mean time just keep working on the set and help with the costumes. We got this."

I laughed, "Now you sound like George Lopez."

She laughed shaking her head, "Now, get your things together. Almost time to switch classes. I'll see you tomorrow dear."

"Okay, bye Mrs. C." I grabbed my things and walked out, heading across campus.

Mrs. C. always let's me go early since I have gym after this and I have to practice basketball during that time than volleyball after school.

As I rounded the corner of the gym building, three guys were standing in front of me, not seeing them in time I run into the middle one and fall on my butt. Man, his chest is hard.

"Um.. Sorry. Didn't see you there, my bad." I stood, wiping the dirt off my butt than realized who I just ran into.

Damien Stone, the most popular and bad guy at Lincoln high, he was the meaning of bad in a jail sell. Him and his two jerky friends.

Every girl swooned over Damien and his friends, Matthew Johnson and Alec Anderson. They're modo was drink all day, fuck all night. Girls try to get close to them, but in the end they're just thrown away like trash after they use them.

Damien was the leader, with his midnight black hair, bright green safire eyes and that killer smirk, he's the top dog that girls want and guys want to be.

But to me, they're just trouble making assholes that I don't speak to and stay away from.

To be honest, I don't think I've said a word to Damien or his friends since I moved here in the 9th grade. Well.. Until now that is.

I looked at Damian and glared than tried to walk past him but couldn't, he blocked me than looked down.

"Where do you think your going, princes?" He asked flicking my nose.

"To my class, asshole. Now get out of my way." I pushed past him and grabbed the door handle to the gym, but I was pulled away and pushed against the brick wall by Damien.

"This kitty got claws, huh." He said putting both his hands on the wall beside my head blocking any exit.

"Don't call me that." I retorted back.

"And why not?" His face got closer to were I could feel his breath on my face.

"Because my name is Sarah, that's why, now get out of my way idiot." I slipped out from under his arm and opened the gym door as quickly as possible slipping in and heading to the changing room.

The nerve of that guy, he thinks he can push me around like every other slut bag at this school? Well guess what, he's wrong.

Changing out of my normal clothes into my basketball jersey and shorts, I pulled my hair up and took off my necklace and hair ties. Walking out of the changing room and grabbing a basketball as the rest of the girls were coming in to practice. I shot for a bit before the coach called us over. Still angry about what happend, I barley listened and just played ball.

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Hello my beautiful disasters! ❤

I hope you like the first chapter and I hope you like the length!

I'm going to try and make my chapters long like this, but sometimes I'll have to cut them short, Sorry.

So QOTD: Who's your favorite character so far?

Answer in the comment! I love to here yalls opinions.

Okay that is all, have a nice day my minions!

~ Ily, Lucy Sweets ❤