The Badboy Saw Me Naked.

Watch it fat-ass

Amelia

Just because I'm a nerd doesn't mean I love books. To be honest, I despise them. They're just too heavy and well, too... booky.

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I slam my locker with a grunt and head to my first class. The hallway was starting to clear up a little as people scurried off to their different classes.

I take a glance at my schedule and see that I have History first. I groan loudly. Not History. Mr Newman didn't like tardy students, not one bit, so I increase my steps.

Crash!

I see all my books fly out of my hand and into midair before landing on the floor.

I'm just about to tell that goddam person what they just did but I got beat to it.

"Hey watch where your going fat-ass

What!

I look up to see Adam, the school's bad boy glaring at me. Why the fuck did he look offended? He wasn't the one who had his books thrown off.

I simply return the glare and attend to my books.

I get up when the bell for first period goes.

Fuck! I'm late. And its all thanks to freaking Adam Ford.

I mutter curses under my breath as I make my way to my class.