Bad Boys Make Good Boyfriends

Seating Arrangement Gone Wrong with a Sudden Change in Residency

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+Emma Griffon+

I wake up extra early the next morning, to have the nice surprise of Liv still sleeping.

Without spending five minutes explaining every physical feature and process I go through to get ready, I will dumb it down and say that I took a shower and wear a nice yellow dress with some brown flats and a necklace my mother gave me. I pull my hair into a pony tail and convince myself I look okay.

Downstairs, I chow down on a bowl of cereal. Putting the dishes in the sink, I grab my phone off the counter and throw my bag over my shoulder, heading out the door.

The clouds above shade me from the harsh sun. I'm not a vampire, I just don't exactly love blinding sunlight.

I call Jack today again, only because my bus is a horrible ruckus that will never quiet down no matter how loud the bus's river yells. That, and I feel like getting a ride from him. He's cool.

"Yeah?" Jack says through the phone.

"Jacky! My man! Can I get a ride." I ask in a bright mood.

"Sure thing little lady. Be there in a minute." The line cuts off and as usual, I sit on the curb and watch as the cars go by. After around five minutes of counting how many red cars go by (twelve), Jack's car stops in front of me.

"You look stunning." He wolf-whistles.

"Down boy." I tease.

I get in the car and he speeds off. We get there in three minutes flat; it's a good thing because Jack is netorious for listening to crap music. I thank him and get out of the car. Walking through the crowded halls to English, first period, I dread every step. Since we had an assembly for the most of yesterday, we get our seats today. Fun.

"Welcome to twelfth grade English class! I am Ms. Hoffman." The teacher says enthusiastically. A bit too enthusiastic "I will now give you your seats."

She went through name after name until she got to my name. I sit between Jack and Chase. Okay, I gue- Wait what?! Chase! Hell no!

I could see him over there, at the other end of the line, blistering mad. He takes his seat to the right of me and Jack is on the left.

Chase passes me a note. I look at it and it says:
Happy to see me again?

I jot down no under his question and pass it back it back to him.

Chase hands it back to me to read: You should be.

Well, I'm not. I scribble down and give it back.

Then I'll make you. This make my heart beat go a mile a minute. I don't know why. I look at him and he smirks. I give him a deadly glare just as the last of the names get called.

A girl with fat-rimmed glasses raises her hand "Miss, can I get a new seat?"

She sits on the other side of Chase. I can't help but smile at her comment.

"No." The teacher says curtly. She lectures us on fire drills and lockdowns until the bell rings.

I shoot up and pack my backpack. An arm stops me from bolting out the door and the owner of the arm is of course, Chase.

"Why aren't you happy that you are sitting next to the Chase Harrison?" He asks me "Any other girl would be."

"I'm not like any other girl." I say before shaking my wrist out of his grip and walking away.