Bad Boy Meets Bad Girl

Cal

The second Michael stopped the car I threw his door open, bag in my hand and cigarette dangling from my lips, I quickly thanked Michael before heading to the front doors, remembering my cigarette and Michael's words yesterday I took a brief turn and headed towards the side of the building out of sight before pulling out my lighter and taking my first drag of the morning, feeling the smoke travel down to my lungs before blowing it out again threw my nose, wishing the day was over already. I perched myself against the wall, one foot against the wall with my back and head.

I soon heard voices, but they weren't Michael or Luke, they were different. Turning my head I saw the guy from my art class yesterday and his wavy haired friend approaching me, laughing, cigarettes hands. Artsy saw me first, a smirk slowly crawling to his lips then curly, he looked confused and slightly annoyed. "How's our little Clifford then?" artsy asked as he approached clearly happy with catching me off guard, I raised an eyebrow taking another drag "what?" I replied as the smoke seeped out of my lips, how did he know? I questioned "we know you were with him last night, he blew off Luke for you" curly spoke up, then it hit me, they thought we fucked, this is gonna be fun. It was my turn to smirk "he's okay, I guess" I replied shrugging. Curly's eyes widened as artsy raised his eyebrows at me as if shocked,guess he fucks around and has a reputation for pleasing.

"I'm Calum by the way" Artsy introduced himself before taking a long drag from his cigarette "Cal..." I mumbled looking to the floor "Y/N" I replied throwing my cigarette end to the floor. "Y/N/N, I guess I'll see you around" he replied as I began to walk to the front of the school, Turning my head to the side I replied "you will" before disappearing around the corner and into the crowded halls.