The Bad Boy's Princess

Pizza & College Guys

SO MANY PEOPLE ARE DEMANDING AN UPDATE

I'm just trying to set a pace for the chapters uploaded to reads ratio. Also I'm going to make something dramatic happen. I can only do so much

I'm gonna do a goal:

350 reads + 15 votes??

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Shutting my locker with a sigh, I turn around to see none other then Alec behind me.

"Hey Shorty, I'm driving you home,"

"OK thank-" I get cut off by an all to familiar voice.

"Hey! Sasha!" Robert calls from the end of the hall. My eyes widen in panic and Alec glares at Robert's figure.

Not sure what to do, I ignore him.

Robert walks up next to me before talking like nothing happened at the party.

"So I got really wasted at the party, and I don't remember you talking to me. Did you?"

"Please leave me alone, Robert," I say quietly.

"Why?" He asks confused.

"She asked to be left alone, leave her alone!" Alec tells him, surprisingly angry.

"Please just leave Robert, I'm not in the mood," I try to keep the tension between the three of us from growing, but testosterone #1 and testosterone #2 are having a stare off.

Being the bigger person, I walk away, calling Alec's name as I walk.

I swear Alec would've punched Robert if I hadn't done anything.

Hearing me call his name, his face softens and he walks away, leaving Robert upset and confused. He also looks angry, in a weird way.

School ends, and I'm finally home. It feels like a long time since Alec and my other friends have left me to myself instead of texting me or being with me.

Checking my slightly unpopular twitter, I see my number of followers increased by a freaking hundred. Getting followers on twitter isn't easy, especially since I'm incredibly uncreative when it comes to tweeting, but having a horrid embarrassing video of Alec and I together has gotten me more attention.

I check the video, which has 3,000 retweets and 9,000 likes. What the fuck? That's crazy, we were dancing not performing a life saving surgery. People have tweeted their response to it, and its filled with jealous girls (what's there to be jealous of?), people commenting "relationship goals" (we aren't dating), and guys commenting on my looks. That's surprising. Though there's only a few, almost all of them say that I'm hot. Ew. The others are disgusting and disrespectful. I stop reading because anything of that sort may trigger a reaction from me.

Watching the video for the first time since it was uploaded, I notice how stupid it is, but more importantly how happy I look. How happy the both of us look, dancing and laughing, both feeling stupid, but having a good time.

I smile and scroll through my notifications. Seeing the amount of girls tweeting me, yes me, about how lucky I am seems unrealistic. Alec isn't famous, so I'm baffled. Also I'm not even going to talk about the guys in my DM's. I set my account to private and switch to Instagram.