badboy || shawn mendes

8

The next week passed by kind of slowly, since we didn't have Shawn in almost every class making jokes or just plain stupid remarks.
Another thing I noticed was that girls literally stopped trying to dress up so much, or maybe it was just my imagination.
It was Friday already, and all I wanted to do was get home and sleep until I couldn't anymore. It's weird how I used to hate afternoon naps as a child, but as a teenager they were like a Godsend.
All seniors were called in the gym for an assembly during third period; God knows what Principal Brooks wanted to tell us now. I was sitting between Jake and Luke when Mr. Brooks finally entered the gym, looking serious. He was followed by Mr. and Mrs. Flack, Mr. Grey, Coach Daniels, and Mr. James, who looked like he'd rather be anywhere else but right here.
Mr. Brooks clapped his hands together and yelled for everyone to shut up so he could start talking.
"As some of you know, there are to seniors trips every year and the first one is already close. We decided to take forty students on the trip to Scotland this year, since we have more chaperones. If any of you are interested to take part in it; we'll be leaving on Thursday morning from the school parking lot, and we'll be back on Sunday evening. It's 200$ per person, and that pays for everything. Sign ups are in the secretary's office. Any questions?"
Five people had questions about the hotel we'll be staying in, about the rooming assignment, and fifteen minutes later we were allowed to return to our classes.
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"Oh, and can Renee please stay for a bit after class? I need to talk to you." Mr. Grey said once the last period of the day was over, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes because WHY.
I waited for the whole classroom to clear before I stood up from my seat and walked to the desk with my books in hand.
"Yes?"
"Oh, Renee, great. I have here Shawn's assignment for the next class and the worksheets I handed out this week."
"And what should I do?"
I hope he's not implying I should go over to his house and drop them off
"You should give him those if you can. You two were partners before so I think it's okay?"
I WANT TO GO HOME GODDAMIT
"Sure I'll do it, no problem."
I grabbed the sheets he offered me and he smiled as he dismissed me.
Jake and Sophia were waiting by my locker already, obviously confused as to why I was held back.
"He wants me to deliver these to Shawn which I don't want to do but have to."
"Lyall's going over there to sleep today you can ask him to drop them off for you." Sophia offered.
"And how do you even know his schedule?" Jake questioned, turning around to look at her.
She shrugged. "He asked me to come over there tonight but I don't think I'm going to."
"Why not? Are you crazy?"
"What am I going to tell my parents?"
"That you're coming over to my house you dumb bitch!"
"Whoa, easy on the compliments." I laughed as I took the stuff I needed out of my locker and put them in my backpack. I just wanted to go home, shower, and then sleep. That was literally it.
"Okay then maybe we'll go out this weekend Brian just texted me what that we have to go bye!" Jake said and quickly waved before he sauntered off.
"Maybe I should go there tonight." Sophia contemplated and I gave her my backpack so I could put my parka on.
"Oh, boyfriend's coming." She whispered and I didn't have time to turn around before someone's arms wrapped around my waist.
"Hey." Luke said and smiled once I properly turned around to look at him.
"Hi." I answered as I pulled my hair out of the collar and then grabbed the backpack from Sophia.
"What are you doing tonight?"
"Um...nothing really. I think I'm just going to go home and sleep. Do you want to do something?"
"I don't know. My mum wants me to babysit for my aunt but I'm not in the mood. You could come by over there later?" he suggested as the three of us finally exited the school building.
"I don't know." I said, scrunching my nose. "Maybe some other time."
He pouted. "Think about it okay? That's my ride there, but I'll text you later bye babe!"
He pressed a quick kiss to my lips before he ran towards Richards car that had stopped at the curb.
"Go over tonight, don't be an idiot." Sophia spoke as we started walking towards the bus station.
"I might, but I'm so tired right now I can barely see. Is school supposed to be this hard and exhausting?"
"No." she laughed and then I realized that I couldn't take the bus because I needed to go to Shawn's house.
"Is there any way I can get the bus to Shawn's?"
"Um...I don't know. Take an uber."
"I don't have enough money for the ride back to my house."
"I can give you some. 20 enough?"
"Yeah."
She pulled out her wallet and handed me the bill, just as the bus stopped in front of us.
"Bye bitch." She laughed and blew me a kiss before hurrying to the doors.
I sighed and pulled my phone out of my pocket to call a taxi.
Ten minutes later I was already in front of Shawn's house, walking up the large driveway. The gates were opened so the taxi drove all the way up to the fountain.
I rang the doorbell as the taxi drove away, and tapped my foot against the pavement until the door was finally opened.
Shawn's mom was looking down at me with a surprised expression. She was wearing PINK sweatpants (oh God I wished I had the money to get something from Victoria's Secret), a matching tank top, and comfortable house shoes. Even though she wore comfortable clothing, she still looked like a million bucks.
"Hi...I'm Rey. Um, sorry to be a bother but I brought Shawn the worksheets and homework for the week?"
"Oh! Hi! I'm Jazmine, Shawn's mom. Come in."
"Thank you." I smiled and stepped inside, awkwardly waiting for her to close the door.
"He's upstairs in his room, but knock first, he hates it when you don't." she smiled.
"Okay. Should I take my shoes off?"
"Oh God no!" she laughed.
I nodded and quickly walked towards the stairs.
I knocked on Shawn's door a few seconds later, and it took about half a minute for him to open it. He was wearing sweatpants as usual, a white shirt, and white socks. He looked good, even though his right eye was still purple from Monday.
He looked at me confused, and before he could ask me what the fuck I was doing in his house, I spoke:
"I brought over the homework. Mr. Grey asked me to, but I'm pretty sure there is more than English in the pile."
"Oh, okay." He snorted and stepped aside so I could walk into his room. It smelled like cigarettes and pizza, which wasn't that bad at all, since he smelled like really good expensive cologne.
I placed my backpack on his desk and pulled out the sheets Mr. Grey had given me, placing all of them on a pile next to Shawn's open laptop. I turned around, about to tell him that I'd be going then, but my phone rang and it was my mum, so I was forced to answer.
"Hello?"
"Renee?"