The Artificial Bad Boy

E i g h t e e n || confrontation

               Conner was exactly at the place Cole said he would be. In the B wing, at the locker with his friends.

               He was standing there, combing his fingers through his brunet hair. He was laughing in a group of three, him and two other boys. They were all wearing their school jerseys and showing off their fit physic. They weren't as loved as Daniel or Cole but they were still well liked among the female population.

               I gripped Cole's hand more tightly as we approached them. Due to the video, I just hoped that they would objectify me or something along those lines. The way some of the guys looked at me while we were walking down the halls were repulsive.

               I hoped that Conner would know who filmed the video. I crossed my fingers, there couldn't possibly be more than one person actually filming. Unless all boy's were perverted punks.

               "Conner we need to talk," Cole growled as we approached them. He whipped his head to our direction and stared at us in shock. His two friends whispered to each other with equally confused faces. Then when they saw me, the two couldn't help but smirk. It was obvious that they saw the video and I wanted to puke.

                Conner pointed to himself, "me?"

               "No shit," I replied as I rolled my eyes. He glared at me and then turned his attention back to Cole.

               "What do you guys want," he asked, his voice had cracked up near the end. It was obvious that he was slightly nervous around Cole. But then again, who wasn't. The guy was basically a legend and my boyfriend.

               Cole let go of my hand cracked his knuckles, "I want you to tell me if you saw anybody recording Riley during the party."

               Conner chuckled as he looked over to me with a glinting eye. He scanned me over once, making me feel absolutely repulsed. I thought he was nice but I guess not. Does he not have any respect, looking at a girl like that? I wanted to punch him but the football coach was at the other side of the halls. If I punched one of his players, well, I didn't think that was a good idea.

               Cole muttered something angrily as he watched Conner check me out. His fists were clenched and they were a dangerously white color. Shit Cole's mad, I thought. From rumors, I've heard that Cole wasn't able to contain his emotions. This made me a bit nervous for him. Especially due to the teacher around us.

               "I said - did you see anyone recording," Cole asked on more time in annoyance. Conner snapped out of his trance and smiled. He was oblivious to the amount of anger Cole was trying to contain.

               He began to feel less nervous and more comfortable, "no why?"

              "Because," Cole answered.

               Conner chuckled, he hit Cole's shoulder in a friendly manner. "Come on man, you're not actually thinking about hunting the dude. Like I get that she's your girlfriend and all but seriously, that video's great. I don't think anyone actually wants it to be taken down."

                Cole's face looked red, it was as if he were going to blow up soon. I prayed that he would be able to control his emotions. After all, I didn't want him to get in trouble.

                 I couldn't help but speak, "excuse me?"

                 Conner glanced over at me and smirked, "well maybe just you but hey. It made you look sexy so you should be grateful."