The Bad Boy and I

Chapter 21

I walked into school the next morning, oddly excited to see Will. He had kissed me so many times yesterday, did he like me? Probably not. He was like that with every girl. I walked up to my locker, and smiled at Clary.

"Ugh, I'm so tired from yesterday." She whined.

"Me too." I agreed.

Then she smirked. "What's going on between you and Will?"

I blushed. "I don't know."

But Clary wasn't listening anymore, she was staring at something over my shoulder. I turned around, to see Jace, Will, Isabelle, and Cecily walking towards. I smiled to myself, of course she would be distracted by Jace.

"Hey." Cecily smiled at us.

"Hi." I smiled.

Jace, Clary, Isabelle, and Cecily all started talking, and my eyes wandered over to Will. He was looking at me, his mouth quirked in amusement. He then winked at me, and I blushed and looked away. The bell than rang, and we all walked to History. We walked in and took our seats.

When I took mine, Will turned to look at me.

"Tessa." He greeted me with a smirk.

"Will." I replied.

"Yesterday was fun." Will said amusedly.

I blushed. "You're an idiot."

"What? I was talking about volleyball." He said innocently.

I rolled my eyes humorously.

"Thirty-six." He said.

Just then, a boy I had never seen walked into the class. He had messy brown hair, and glasses. He was wearing jeans, and a shirt that said something, but I couldn't read it. He went over and spoke to Mrs. Brown Mrs. Brown then stood up.

"Class, we have a new student joining us." She announced. "Simon Lewis."

Simon's eyes scanned the class, and then they stopped at Isabelle. His brown eyes widened, and Isabelle was staring back at him. Mrs. Brown instructed Simon to sit in front of Isabelle, and he took his seat. Will then leaned over to me.

"He likes Isabelle." He said.

"Doesn't everyone?" I said humorously.

Will shrugged. "I didn't."

"That's because you never have a crush on anyway." I stated.

He looked away from me. "That's not true."

"Then who do you like?" I asked curiously.

"Jace liked Isabelle when we were twelve." He dodged the question.

"Really?" I said with surprise.

Will chuckled. "Yup, I can't believe he would like a Lightworm."

I laughed. "Well, she is pretty."

"I think your prettier." He mumbled.

I blushed fiercely. "Thanks."

"Miss. Gray, and Mr. Herondale, would you like to share with us?" Mrs. Brown said angrily.

I blushed, embarrassedly. Will, however, seemed very entertained.

"I'm afraid we can't," He started coolly. "I don't think it would be appropriate for you all to here."

My head snapped towards him, and Mrs. Brown sighed angrily.

"Both of you, out. Now." He pointed to the door.

I sighed, and got out of my desk, and started walking towards the door. I walked out the door, Will followed, and shut the door behind us. I glared at him.

"Why would you say that?!" I exclaimed.

"I didn't feel like being in that class." Will said casually.

"Well, I did!" I snapped.

He smirked at me. "So you would rather be in there, then out here with me--"

Will then moved closer to me, so his lips were brushing my ear.

"Alone?" He whispered.

I shivered. "Yes."

"Don't lie, Tess." He whispered.

I stepped away from him, and he looked disappointed. His blue eyes were filled with something else I couldn't place. He was so attractive, that it made me knees to go weak. I mean, how did someone even get that good looking? It blew my mind.

"I know I'm stunning, but could you please not stare at me as if you've seen a ghost?" Will smirked.

I immediately looked away from him, and blushed. Will moved closer to me once again, and stood beside me. I leaned back against the wall, and he did the same. We were both silent for a moments.

"Will," I started curiously. "Have you ever been in love?"

He looked surprised by my question. "No."

"Do you want to?" I asked.

Will blushed. "I might be in love now."

I felt jealousy go through me. "With who?"

"No one you know." He muttered.

"Well, would you want to date them?" I asked.

"Yes." He replied immediately.

"I see." I said in a sour tone.

"Tessa," Will started. "Why do you keep kissing me?"

I froze. "You keep kissing me."

"No." He insisted. "You keep kissing me."

We both moved closer to each other so that we were face to face. My grey eyes were staring into his blue ones, and he was leaning. Not again, I thought as our lips touched. Will kissed me gently, and I fell into him. My hands wrapped around his neck, and he gently held my waist. We went on like that for about thirty seconds, and then Will pinned me against the wall, and started to kiss me more roughly.

Just then, we heard the door open, and we sprang apart. But it was too late. Mrs. Brown was looking us with anger in her eyes.

"Principals Office. Now!" She shouted.

Ten minutes later, I was sitting beside Will in principal Thompson's office. He was staring back at us with cold eyes. He lectured us about PDA and how it was not tolerated, especially when we had gotten kicked out of class. He then said he would be calling our parents, and I cringed. Aunt Harriet would be so angry. Will and I were then sent back to class.

We awkwardly walked side by side, and I felt his hand brush mine. I shivered, and kept walking.

"I can't believe you got me into that." I mumbled.

"That wasn't my fault." Will said.

"Yes, it was. If you hadn't of said something to Mrs. Brown in the first place, this wouldn't of happened." I rolled my eyes.

"Thirty-seven." He stated. "Well you didn't have to kiss me."

"Ugh! You kissed me first!" I exclaimed defensively.

"No I didn't!" He exclaimed back.

I sighed, tiredly. "Whatever, I don't want to argue anymore."

"I think that's all we ever do." Will said amusedly.

"That's true." I chuckled.

"But I guess that just makes us work." Will said, and then he walked into class.

I lingered in the doorway, surprised by Will's comment. It was true, I just didn't know there was an "us" to make work, but apparently there was. I grinned to myself, and walked back into class.