The Bad Boys Good Girl

chapter 1

Destiny's POV

Well I woke up this morning the same time as always 6:30 sharp, I bet half the idiots in my school don't even get up on time. Oh well that their problem not mine, I just can't wait to get out of this school and all the names that they call me just because I'm smart. I learned to just keep my mouth shut and it won't be as bad.

" ohh yea another day in hell " I said to my self

I got ready I put on my dark blue skinny jeans with a white and pink striped aroposter t-shirt and my glasses with my black and white all stars. I looked at my hair in the mirror and put my long dark brown hair in a slick ponytail. I applied a little bit of makeup and looked at myself I would say that I look pretty ok but my bark almost black color eyes look so lifeless and dull but what can I do about it.

I grabbed my book bag and headed for the door. My parents are never home I barely see them at all and when they are home they don't even notice me so I keep my self busy with school work. It gets pretty lonely here most of the time now since my older brother Mark moved out and went to college, he only comes home on break , but he calls me every week because we are.super.close.

I hop in my car and head for wonderful place called school or as I call it my own personal HELL!!

Jays POV

Ahhh why can't people leave me alone!! Can't they see I'm trying to sleep God.

BANG!!!BANG!!!!!! BANG!!!!!

"Jay get your lazy up we gotta go to school, man" my little brother Mac yells banging on my door

BANG !BANG BANG

"OK !!!!I'M UP " I yelled at him

"Good now get ready" Mac said

I love the boy but sometimes I can't stand him I mean who the hell wants to wake up at this ungodly hour, it's only 7:45 it's not like school is important or somethin. As you can tell I'm not a morning person or a school person.

Today is my first day back at Scholl in 2 month's I was suspend for fighting the schools football captain because he thought he would be tough enough to face me. Little did he know I've been fighting for most of my life, undefeated street fighter there is in this town. HAHA that idiot got himself landed in the emergency room for two weeks he should've listened to every one and stay the fuck out of my way.

'Well I better get this over with' I thought to myself.

I got out of my bed and headed to my closet to get ready. I picked out my denim Jeans, I put on my black tight vneck t-shirt with my white Nike's. I went to my bathroom and fixed my hair . I have to say I look amazing I have a 6'4 muscular frame with a dangerous look to me that make every one scared of me, I am also known for my player side, it's like girls flock to me but what can I say I'm hot , and every one wants the bad boy.

I looked at myself one last time and headed down the stairs said by to my mom and gave a nod at my brother and headed for my motorcycle. It's only me my mom and my brother, my father was a crack addict who left us when I was 2 and Mac was 1 but I don't even remember him so I don't care were better without him.

I turned on the motorcycle and headed to school.