Every Bad Boy Needs A Good Girl

Chapter 5

Once again I woke up late! I put my hair in a messy bun and wore ripped jeans and a grey long sleeve. "Mom?" I yelled and there was no answer, I don't know why I even bothered. I brushed my teeth not eating breakfast again and grabbed my school things. This time I wasn't walking alone! Fortunately Haley lives only 10 minutes away from me so we walked together. On the way walking to school I told her about my run in with the hot guy. I don't know his name so that's what I call him.

"What a dick!" Haley announced.

"I know!" I declared. "But he's so hot." I whined.

"True, but the way you stood up to him! I mean Skyler you're my new role model." She laughed while shaking her head. "But I hope you know he's going to like kill you... Mentally."

"What?" I asked confused.

"No one stands up to him... Like no one." She said.

Thanks for the heads up Haley.

"Well I took a tutoring program." I tell her.

"What the hell! When? It's only been freakin two days and you've already failed at something?" She complains.

"No I'm the one tutoring people." I laughed.

"That's even more boring." She sighs.

I rolled my eyes and linked arms with her.

"I'm tutoring someone today after school." I mumble.

"Who?" She smirks.

"I'm not sure." I giggle.

We get to school and the bell rings right when we get there. Haley and I separate and I go to my geography class. Surprisingly I was the first one in class so I took a seat at the back row. I take out my geography text book and start reading the pages we were suppose to study on. I already read them, it wouldn't hurt to read it more.

"Hey sweet cheeks." I heard a voice say and I start to tense up.

It's him.

"I didn't get your name." I say, crossing my arms.

He smirks... Again with his dimple. "Wolf." He answers.

Wolf... Wolf? Freakin Wolf! Well his name suits his personality.

I read on something about the name 'Wolf' it's a name with split personalities. It can be seen as a fierce animal or viewed as a quiet one.

I wonder if he has a quiet side of him. He was about to speak until all the other students started piling in along with our teacher (ms. Gate) fortunately for me our conversation stopped.

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Finally school ended and it was time for tutoring. I walked to the library and sat down at a nearby table, taking out my notes, binders, a pen, pencil and sharpie.

"Well look who it is, brunette."

Frick.

Please don't tell me I'm tutoring him, please!

"Looks like brunette is my tutor." He snickers and grabs a seat, sitting beside me.

"Great." I say sarcastically.

"You mean to tell me you aren't happy to see me?" He says shocked with sarcasm in his voice.

"What do you need help with?" I ask, ignoring his question.

"Math" he answers while taking out his math text book and a pencil.

It's lucky we're both in the same math class, I take out my math notes and I can see from the corner of my eye that he was staring at me.

I turn my head towards him and give him a weird look, "What?"

"Y.. Y..."

Now he was stuttering, but for what reason?

"Your eyes are unusual and it's creepy." He glared.

Okay... I think it's safe to say he's a bit off.

He quickly turned his head to his math book and started writing the date. I handed him my math notes. "Read them over then I'll quiz you on them." I say.

He nods his head and grabs the notes.
"I don't even wanna fucking be here." He whispers under his breath.

This is going to be a long hour and a half.