Bad boys should be illegal

I woke up feeling extra chirpy. I got up and took a shower then went to my closet to get dressed. I put on a pair of grey skinny jeans with a concert t shirt from my favorite band. I paired it with grey converse. I grabbed my phone and headed off to school. I ran straight to my best friend Carson and gave him the biggest hug I could manage.

"Hey Carley, you look happy. Is there a reason why?" Carson asked me.

"Nope, just feeling good, TGIF!" Carson just nodded as a response. We walked into school and he went to hang out with his group, the jocks, while I went to hang out with my group, the nerds. Me and him are complete opposites yet he still hangs out with me. The only thing about me he doesn't know, is that I'm in love with his best friend, Daniel Smith.

He's the it-boy of our school. Every girl fan girls over him, and he sleeps around even more than Caron, which is a lot! The bell rang signaling it was time for my first class and I just realized I had to go to my locker still. I walked to the stairs but then thought, I'll just skip first period. I went outside and just sat on the bleachers. I took out my headphones and began to listen to music.

I didn't know there was anyone with me until I felt their arm brush against mine. I looked up and my voice got caught in my throat. I'm sure my face was as red as a tomato. Sitting in front of me was Daniel Smith!! Sitting very close to me. I wanted so badly to close the space between us an to just run my fingers up and down every very defined muscle on his body. I wanted to put my lips against his because they looked like they would fit with mine perfectly. I wanted to hold his strong muscular hands in my small ones.

My thoughts got interrupted by Daniel, he was saying my name over and over again. Omg!! He knows my name!!

"Carley? Hello?" He questioned.

I looked at him and managed to get out a "yes?"

"So, I'm having a party this weekend, and like the whole team is going and I was thinking you should drop by. It's at my house. What's your number, I'll txt you the details." He said as if he were talking to someone he talked to on a regular basis.

"W- w- w- well, umm, I gue- guess I could stop by. My number is 913-370-1121. I somehow managed to stutter out.

"K, see you there!" He said and with a wink and a nod he was gone.

It was second period and I was in English with one my nerd friends, Kristine.  "What are you doing this weekend? I was thinking we could hang out. " Kristine asked.

"Well.. Actually.. I was invited to Daniel Smiths party. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you tagged along."

"Cool! Text me the deets. "