Getting to know the Bad Boys

Chapter 4

"Molly! This is the third time I've come to wake you up this morning! Get you lazy butt out of bed, and get ready for school!" My mother yells, yanking the blankets off me.

"Ok, ok, geez woman!" I reply bitterly, sitting up in my bed. She gives me 'the look' and exits my room. I stand and shuffle to my closet to get my clothes for the day. I just decide on a flannel with shorts. I go to the bathroom, wash my face, brush my teeth, etc. I then lazily throw my hair into a messy bun and make my way back to my bedroom.

"Why good morning sunshine!" Oh joy. I completely forgot all about my new 'roomie'.

"Shut up Max," I say through the closed curtains. I open them up and there he stood. Looking right at me. Oh, and maybe now would be the time to mention, he was shirtless. My face changes red as I stare at home, it wasn't like I wanted to either, it was more like my eyes were literally glued to his abs.

"You done yet Moe?" He snickers.

"Pft, yea, not sure anything was started," I say, while internally stabbing myself. That's the best you could come up with? Really?

"Yea right," He chuckles. I again shut my curtains, (but not forcefully) and go downstairs to eat breakfast.

"Morning Mom," I say cheerfully as I skip to the refrigerator.

"Morning Molly. Oh yea!Guess what!" she says to me, while grabbing cereal out of the cabinet.

"Hmm... I don't know... what?"

"I just got off the phone with Jet. Charlie is going to be here tonight," She exclaims, pouring the milk. I roll my eyes because this probably means im going to be on babysitting duty. " He's already been enrolled into Lockford, so his first day will be tomorrow. I'm expecting you to be extremely nice to him, because he's probably pretty sensitive right now. Your also in charge of dinner and showing him around school got it?"

"Why dinner?" I ask.

"I'm getting to that. You need to come straight home after school today because he will get here around 5oclock. Your dad is staying with your aunt a few more days in San Diego. She's not doing very well. I've got a few meetings after work tonight, and I wont get home until really late. So, that said, are you gonna be able to handle it?" She concludes, slightly out of breath.

"I mean, I guess. But what will I do if he's a murderer or something?"

"Molly Livia Vandiri! We do not make inappropriate assumptions in this household!" She scolds.

"Sorry," I mumble. Honk. "That must be Becca. I'll see you... Tomorrow morning," I grab my backpack and hurry pit the door. I close it behind me, and look around for her jeep. I don't see it, but what I do see is is a silver Mercedes Benze in the middle of the street. The car honks again and the tainted passenger window rolls down, revealing  Isaac in expensive looking sunglasses.

"There isn't much time. Get in the car Molls," He says in a batman voice. Trying to look cool, he slides his sunglasses down to the bridge of his nose. Glancing through the window, I see Jesse in the drivers seat, and the music blaring inside. I tilt my head up and pretend to think for a moment.

"How about no? I'm waiting for Becca, she's picking me up," I tell them, crossing my arms.

"Uhhh... No she's not," Jesse cuts in, mocking my voice.

"He's right. Yesterday at the ice cream place, I told her not to come get you anymore," Isaac says, turning back to look out yes rear view mirror.