Mr. Bad Boy Loves Me

1: Hate

"Mrs. Hollister, pay attention." My teacher snapped. My cheeks instantly turned red. I never got in trouble, I was totally zoning out though. "Sorry sir, I'm a little tired." I say, giving him a weak smile. "It's okay, Madi, just don't let it happen again." He says, going back to his lesson. Math is so boring. I was picking at my nail. "Yeah Madi." Someone from across the room yells. My head turned to the side, so I was looking at Blake Barnhart. My eyes rolled. He was so annoying. "Mr. Barnhart." My teacher growls. Blake was always awful in class. "Yass." He says, his friends all smirk. Some girls giggle, just because they where falling for his bad boy dumbness. I mean, I wasn't going to deny that he was hot. He was hot, so hot. His brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, tanned skin. He was like a god. But, he wasn't for me. I never dated bad boys. They just use you. Well, that's what he did anyway. I heard he sleeps with at least one girl a week, which is a lot considering I've never done it. I am a senior in high school after all, and I'm not boy crazy like every single one of my friends. We were the popular group in school. Most of us are cheerleader, and we are in leadership. "Be quiet." My teacher says, my focus goes back on them. "And why would I do that, sir?" Blake says, everyone laughs, but me. "Blake, go outside." He says, and Blake smirks. "It's nicer outside than in the damn classroom." Blake says, standing up. He runs a hand through his brown hair. "No, don't go outside, go to the office." Mr. Austin says. "Madi, please make sure he gets there." Mr. Austin says. I roll my eyes in annoyance, before I stand up. Blake was smirking and checking me out. "Hey Sexy." He says loud enough for only me to here. "Shut up." I growl, rolling my eyes. "Let's get this over with." I say, walking out of the classroom. He still has his dumb smirk on his face. I start walking towards the office, Blake following me. I feel a arm wrap around my waist, and I immediately pulled away from him. This was typical. Blake always tried to flirt with me. "Stop Blake." I say. "Just trying to enjoy my time with you, baby." He says, I glare at him. "Aw- your blushin' for me." He says, I didn't even notice I was blushing. I ignore him. "We are here." I say, and he smirks again. "See you later kitten." He whispers into my neck. I roll my eyes and walk away. I hate him.