Me + Mr.Bad Boy=...?

In That Case He Doesn't Deserve You Either

Heyy my ladybugs, I've been thinking I should do a little contest....how would one of you peoples like to be a character in the story? Just message me on my profile and put down the following

-description on yourself/character

-name (of course)

-relation to characters in story

-and lastly write why I should choose you

Ok, so there that is...on with the chapter

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The weekend passed by quickly. I haven't talked to Vincent since Saturday. I actually feel like he's avoiding me, we exchanged numbers and he hasn't responded to any texts. Is this his way of canceling our date on Friday? Ugh, boys can be so irritating.

I woke up to my annoying alarm on Monday morning. I dragged myself outta bed, picking out a pair of jeans and a blue tank with white lace on it. I did my usual morning routine, makeup, hair, breakfast, leave.

When I got to school, I walked over to my group of friends. Brooke begged me to tell her why I had to leave early from the party on Friday. I spared her a few details, but I haven't told her about my date with Vincent. I walked up to get surrounded by Brooke, Naomi, Lucy and Violet.

"what happened? Tell us everything please," Violet asked. She can be a bit of a gossip, but who doesn't have that part in them?

"ok, so after dancing with y'all Tristan grabbed onto my hips," I saw Brooke make a grossed out face to that," we started talking...he was creeping me out. Vincent walked over, pissed beyond belief, and threatened him. You should've seen Tristan sprint away like a little girl!"

By the time I finished everyone was laughing their asses off, Naomi was on the verge of crying from laughing so hard.

"so where'd you go after?" Lucy asked," someplace with Vincent?" she wiggled her eyebrows and winked.

"...maybe, he said I passed out after he kissed me-"

"HE KISSED YOU!?!!" they all squealed simultaneously. I laughed a little at that.

"yeah, twice.." after that there were teenage girl squeals all around me," are you guys done?"

"haha now we are," Naomi said, "continue."

"so I woke up in his room, and he asked me on a date for Friday," I said nonchalantly.

"how can you say that so calmly?" Brooke questioned me.

"I seriously have no idea, on the inside I'm freaking out," I said as we opened our lockers. We talked for a bit before some of them had to leave for class.

When Brooke and I got in class I was greeted with none other than The Queen Bitch.

Oops, I mean Courtney.

Her wannabes were following behind her looked gently afraid of me. She sent me a glare that could kill anyone. Of course, it didn't scare me at all. She leaned forward so we were inches apart.

"Vincent and you won't last very long hun. He deserves someone that isn't an ugly whore," she hissed at me.

"in that case, he doesn't deserve you either. And I suggest you get away from me before I punch the silicone outta you," I threatened her," and there's a lot."

"who's gonna make me, skitch?" she came back.

That's when I really lost it. Before I knew it Courtney was on the ground unconscious. My fist hurt a bit, knuckles were a bit red. Her little wannabe followers scampered away as fast as their hooker heels could take them.

I was almost in home room when I heard the office speakers say:

"Scarlett Mills please come to the principle's office, again Scarlett Mills please come to the office."

'ah damn' I thought 'just my frickin' luck.'

I dragged myself towards the office. I could feel all the stares on me as I walked. I normally should be Scared outta my ass, but I honestly was prepared to face the music.

"Ms Mills? The principal would like to see you now." The secretary told me from her desk. I walked towards where she was pointing and saw a door with a sigh on it 'Principal' it read.

"you wanted to see me?" I asked in my best innocent voice I could make up at the moment. I came inside and saw Courtney seated in one of the chairs with an ice pack on her face.

"yes, I would like to talk about the incident between the two of you young ladies earlier this morning," the man said, he looked about in his late thirties. Already sporting some gray hairs I see.

"it was just a little misunderstanding," I told him, he nodded for me to continue," I was, uh, yawning. Yeah, yawning and I guess I accidentally hit her."

"She's lying! She punched me in the face! That bitch needs to be expelled, or at least arrested..." she yelled frustrated.

"Ms Tucker watch your language!" the principal said," I don't know what is going on between you two. And frankly, I don't want to know. How about this, both of you serve three days of detention. I hope this will be the last time I have to see either of you in my office. Now leave, I have important business to take care of."

'haha doubt it' I thought and laughed a bit at that.

The school day was over quickly. I couldn't wait to go home. My detention started tomorrow and I was dreading it. A room filled with delinquents, a grumpy teacher and worst of all. Courtney. That girl better get her head on straight cause she has no idea who she messing with.

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Sorry it's short and a little late. Thank all y'all for reading. I can't believe it, it's cray. Hope y'all liked it!! Tell me any ideas you guys have, I'd love to hear them.

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-allysa