Why The Jerk?

Prologue + Chapter 1

Prologue

I've never felt this way before... he's so perfect, but I'm so imperfect. As a child I thought it was simple, you meet a boy, you fall in love and then you live happily ever after but now, its not so simple there are so much complications and now I'm starting to question the whole love thing, is it real, or something our parents say to let us sleep easier? I guess your wondering what I'm on about, guess I should start right at the beginning...

Chapter 1

It all started on the first day of Year 11. I was sat in my Music lesson, receiving a dull and lifeless lecture on vocal scales. The monotonous voice of our teacher making it nearly impossible to stay focused. As I drew little doodles across my workbook the door opened as someone entered the classroom. Suddenly the Monotonous voice picked up to that of a cheery middle aged woman who could be mistaken for someone who actually enjoyed her job. "Class! This is our new student, Trey Peters."  Her voice trying and failing to shout over the noisy class room. "Please try to make him feel welcome." The teacher, Miss Feeler stood up, her ginger curls flying slightly over her glasses as she continued her failed attempt at trying to speak over the cacophony of different noises of instruments and sounds of teenage gossip. "Mr Peters is from...students! Will you please pay attention? Urgh! I don't get paid enough for this." She threw her hands in the air, utterly defeated and walked up to the new kid. "Can you go and sit with.... Ms Andrews." My head shot up as I heard my last name and sure enough her long, bony finger was pointed directly at me. "Can you fill Mr Peters in on the task, Chelsea?" She asked, not really caring about my response. "Yeah, okay Miss." I replied, not really listening to her.

As the new kid, Trey pulled out the chair next to me, I finally looked up from my book and took my chance to get a good look at him and damn, he was absolutely beautiful! He had perfectly shaped lips, a beautifully sculpted face with cheek bones you could cut yourself on and you could tell he had a six pack under his white school shirt which hugged him in all the right places. However, it was his eyes that really got me, a light hazel colour that had small flecks of gold in sunlight. They were absolutely captivating. I hadn't even noticed that I was staring until he looked at me with an amused smirk "You like what you see?" He said in a cocky tone. Ew. Did he really just say that? Conceited jerk. I gave him the dirtiest look I could muster and turned around to face the front of the class. What a cocky prick.

After a couple minutes I felt a incessant tapping on my shoulder and I turned to my right to see Mr Jerk face smiling at me. "What do you want?" I asked impatiently, his lips twitched but his smile was still there. "Could you explain this to me baby cakes?" Baby cakes? What the hell is this? 1987?! I can't stand stupid pointless pet names much less from some wannabe player I didn't even know. "Babes?" He asked again. I tapped my pen against the table to calm my growing hatred for this obnoxious idiot but If he calls me anything like that one more time I swear I will break his legs. I started smiling thinking of the many ways I could torture him until Mr- cant-stop-annoying-me-for-two-seconds waved his stupid hand in front of my face and whispered rather loud. "Hello? Anyone home?" I snapped out of my thoughts and turned to face him again "Were you thinkin' about me gorgeous?" Gorgeous? That's it! "Listen you dick, call me baby cakes, sexy or whatever other shitty pet name you have for me then so help me, I will tear off your legs and make you eat them, got that Baby cakes?" Yeah, yeah I know it was a bit harsh on the new kid but I do truly hate it when guys call me demeaning stuff like that. " Whoa." Was is only response as he looked at me shocked but then his lips slowly lifted into a smirk. Aren't you a feisty one? Good thing I like my girls with a little fire." He bit his bottom lip in a failed attempt to be sexy and leaned back on his chair so he was on two feet. Hmmm, That gives me an idea. With one swift movement of my leg I kicked the two legs of the chair from under him resulting in him landing in a heap on the floor. The whole class went silent for a short while and then erupted in laughter, even Ms feeler was smiling and trying to hold it in. Trey stood up and glowered at me."Aw baby cakes, You should be more careful." I said with an innocent smile. The bell rang right after that so I got my bag and walked off but not before sending a smirk and wink in his direction.

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Chapter 2

After I walked out of class I bumped into Kayla, one of my best friends, and we walked together mainly because we had the same English lesson. I walked into lesson talking to Kayla about her and My other bff, Paris' Band. I got to my seat and sat down still talking to Kayla about the new guitar riff we needed to test out and then my chair starting moving. As it moved I realised I wasn't sat on a chair but rather a lap. I quickly jumped up to see Trey sitting in my seat, smirking. Again. "Aw Hun, I appreciate the thought but I thought I had to pay for lap dances." Trey commented as he put his hands behind his head and looked at me with those stupid eyes. "GET THE HELL OUT OF MY SEAT, YOU COMPLETE AND UTTER DIC-" I was cut short by Mrs Andrews slamming a dictionary on the table. The whole class turned silent and sat straighter while I stood there awkwardly. She cleared her throat, looked at me with her piercing blue eyes. "MISS ANDREWS YOU ARE TO SERVE AN HOURS DETENTION AFTER SCHOOL. NO EXCUSES!" She boomed across the class. I smiled sweetly at her, holding in my laughter at her so called scolding and replied "See you there Susan, by the way dad asked me to ask what we are having for dinner."

Yeah, my dad is married to my teacher unfortunately. They met at a parents meeting in year 8 and have been inseparably in love ever since. Now for the 50% of you who are thinking 'Awww, how cute!' No. It's not. It's gross. They make out in front of me and my little sister all the time and let's just say, it is NOT PG! Not to mention sleeping in the room next to them. I have heard things that no 16 year old should ever have to hear and the worst thing is she is harder on me in school because of it. Although I still get detentions because of my pranks and temper and awesomeness, at least I deserved those! With her it's like: Chewing gum-Detention, Talking- Detention, No pen- Detention, Breathing-Detention! Okay, so maybe not the breathing but still...

Mrs Andrews just gave me a dirty look and told me to take my seat. Gosh, if looks could kill. I went to sit in my seat again but I remembered a big fat stupid hot ass was in my seat! Wait, did I just say hot? I meant idiotic, yeah, idiotic, that's what I meant.

"Get out of my seat" I asked."No" he replied.

"Get out of my seat, please?"

"Nope."

"Get out of my seat now."

"Not gonna happen."

"Get the hell out of my flipping seat!"

"Okay." Finally! "Thank y-"

"If you give me a big wet kiss" He said pointing to his pursed lips.

How about I give you a big fat lip instead?" I replied, pointing to my fist.

"Okay, okay, you know all you had to do was ask." He said with a smirk.

I sent him daggers, how I wish looks could kill right now! He got up (finally!) and went to sit next to Tee(Most popular guy at school). I sat down and begun the torture that is English.