Brittany POV
I'm sitting on my bed trying to do homework, but I just can't seem to focus. It's Thursday, and Blake and I still haven't finished our homework, for home Economics. He hasn't texted me or anything about doing it. It's due tomorrow for gods sake.
I keep glancing at my phone, hoping I have mind powers to make it buzz with a text message. Surprisingly it does.
I pick up my phone to see who messaged me. It's Blake! I smile to myself.
Hottest guy on earth- Hey, I'm coming to your house for the project. I'm here.
I hear the doorbell ring. I panic. I look In the mirror and groan. I can't go out there looking like this! I quickly grab a brush and deal with my hair, then I throw on some short shorts, and a sweater.
I nod my head in approval. The doorbell rings again. I rush down the stairs and smooth my hair out. I open the door to see a pissed off Blake. "Hey, Blake!"
He just pushes past me without a word or or greeting towards me. I shut the door. "Um lets go to my room" I say
I start climbing and Blake follows me. I open the door to my room. "Uh, here it is!" I say unenthusiastically. He goes in and looks around. His eyes land on my bookshelf, and I swear I saw him smile a bit. He goes over to the books and runs his hands on each of the books. "Do you like to read?" I ask. Bad idea.
His head snaps towards me and he glares at me. He scoffs then says rudely "No,"
I go to my bag and get the paper out. "May as well start this" I say.
******
3 hours later, lots of pencils broken, and two teenagers banging their heads on the table, later."Finished!" I say happily.
"Finally" Blake says. "Hey can I ask you a question?"
He's actually starting a conversation. "Uh sure" I say eyeing him carefully.
"Where are your parents? I haven't seen them." He says. I look anywhere but him before replying.
"Um they're on vacation." I say quietly.
"Are you sure about that? How long of a vacation?" He asks.
Does he have to be all up in my business?
"Why are you up in my business? You don't need to know everything about me!" I snap at him.
He looks taken aback and I see a flash if hurt cross his eyes. It's gone as fast as it comes. "Sorry" he says. "I better go"
He gets up and a tear falls down. More tears start spilling out. Traitorous tears.
He looks at me before sitting back down. "Brittany-"
"No its OK." I wipe my tears. "It's fine, just leave it." I say walking downstairs. I get his coat and hand it to him. "Thanks" he mutters. "Bye"
"Bye, Blake" I say quietly. I close the door, and go up to my room to sleep it all out.
****
I wake up by my alarm going off. After I get ready, Maria is at the door waiting for me."Hey, Maria"
"Hey!"
We pull into the school parking lot and go inside. As soon as we go inside the warning bell rings. We rush off to class, and get there just in time. I sit down by Blake-who dosent even say Hi-and I relax. "Hand in your papers! Then you will have time to talk." We all cheer. "Only talk with your partner." Everybody stops cheering and they groan.
I keep sneaking peaks at Blake. Is he mad. Does he hate me? Was I stupid to yell at him? My thoughts get caught off by Blake clearing his throat. I look at him. "Yeah?"
"Um I'm having a party tonight, want to come?"
I squeal inside but out my serious face on. "As long as Maria can come too." I say folding my arms.
"Ok."
I smirk. Tonight I'm gonna let loose. I'm gonna be wild. YOLO.
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Published: February 15,2016
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My Badboy
Romance"Don't trust stranger's, but trust the ones you love" Blake Rivers. He's hot. He's rich. She's not rich. He's popular. She's not.. He is a bad boy. Shes a good girl. He is a player and loves to use girls like tissue. He's the guy who every guy wants...