The Bad Boy Stole My Text Books

Chapter 7

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"I got suspended," Chloe says, pulling her legs closer to her chest.

"How long?" I ask, grabbing another spoonful of mint chocolate chip ice cream. Ben and Jerry's.

"1 week," she says, grabbing her spoonful of birthday cake ice cream.

"Hm. Not too long."

"Oh! I forgot to tell you," I say, ice cream still in my mouth. "Tyler and I are 'dating'." I put air quotes around dating. "WAIT WHA- Ohhhh okay," Chloe realizes that this is not an official relationship. "We are going to drive Justin crazy," I say.

"I hope so," Chloe says, once again eating more of her birthday cake ice cream.

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"I have and idea," I say to Tyler. We are walking up to the entrance of the school. "We could act like we are super happy together. Like, super happy."

"Let's do it."

I rush forward, leaving Tyler.

Then, I run forward, straight towards Tyler.
He swoops me up in his muscular arms.

"Was that too much?" I whisper. "Nope. It was perfect."

He puts me down, wrapping his arm around me. I hear all the onlookers 'awww' at us. Some of them make gagging noises.

I see Justin out of the corner of my eye, staring at us. I feel a ping of guiltiness. But, I realize what I'm doing this for.

Revenge.

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"Why are you doing this?" I ask Tyler at lunch.

"I always didn't like how 'perfect' Justin was," He says. "The girls swoon around him. They basically worship the ground he walks on."

"Same here. He also cheated on me. As you should know," I say. "Yeah. And he has to pay," Tyler says, tangling his hands together.

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I pull into Tyler's driveway.

I knock on his door, pulling my purse up higher on my shoulder.

Tyler opens his door, holding a bottle of vodka. "What are you doing?" I ask him.

"Drinking. You want to join?" He says.

"Fine, you big oaf," I say with a chuckle.

I step into his strangely neat house.

"Where are your parents?"

"Buiness trips."

All of a sudden, Tyler grabs me and pins me up against the wall. "Uh, Tyler?" I ask, uncomfortable. "I think you're drunk."

Without saying a word, he crashes his lips against mine, hungry for dominance.

"Does this tell you I'm drunk?" He breathes.

I press my lips against his, shutting his mouth.

I slip my hands under his shirt, running my fingers across his abs. Yeah, his abs.

Tyler slips his hands in my leggings, grabbing my butt.

I can't take anymore. I rip his shirt open, revealing his chiseled body.

Tyler does the same, ripping open my button up shirt, revealing my black lacy bra. "Getting kinky, aren't we?" Tyler says, licking his lips.

"Be quiet you pervert." I kiss him again fumbling with his jean buttons. "Are we doing this?" I ask, before dropping his pants.

"Yes, yes we are Miss Blackwood."

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A/N

Are we getting hot and heavy up in here? Is it only me? I felt really uncomfortable writing the ending part. And it's not even dirty! Do you guys want it dirty?

Even if you do, I'm probably not going to do it. Lol.