Beauty and The Bad Boy.

I dont have a dirty mind. I have a sexy imagination.

*Arrow up above*

Addilyns P.O.V-

A scream erupts from beside me bringing me out of my sleepy state. What the- I turn and see the girl who's sat beside for a week now in my English class. Sweat is trickling down her forehead and her breathing is uneven. I stare at her in shock as well as everyone else, the teacher raises an eyebrow at her.

"Sorry" she says sheepishly with a slanted smile. She stands up and hurridly makes her way out of the class. I stare after her retreating figure in shock, all thats running through my mind is what the fridge just happened.

I slowly raise my hand 2 minutes after the incident. "Yes Abby?" the teacher sighs, not bothering to correct him on his mistake I ask "Can I please go to the toilet sir?" I smile weakly as he glares at me. "Very well then." I smile at him and jump out my seat.

Just as I open the door Mr Veldrons voice clears the silence, "And please could you check on Miss McShane while your at it." I turn and smile " Sure sir."

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I open the girls toilet door carefully trying to be silent, sniffling comes from one of the cubicles and immediately I knew Casey was in here. "Casey!" I whispered, the sniffling stopped and I sighed.

I step away from the door and start looking at the cubicles to see what one Casey was in, "Casey I know your in here." I say hoping for some sort of reaction out of her. As if God has answered me I hear Casey clear her throat and say "I'm fine Addilyn, you can go back to class." I roll my eyes, does she really think I'm gonna just leave her here to cry?

"Casey you dont have to tell me whats wrong but can you atleast come out so I can hug you and give you shit advice?" I smile when I hear a slight chuckle from her, atleast its something right? The door at the end of the toilet unlocks and a puffy eyed Casey emerges from it. Immediately I walk over to her and embrace her in my arms.

She slowly hugs me back and then I let her go, I hold my arms out with them still clasped on her shoulders and look over her face. Her eyes are red and puffy, she hiccups slighty "Im sorry you had to leave class just to come and see me in this state."

"For Gods sake Casey, in just a week I have gotten so close to you, do you think for one second I would've just sat there while you were in here, bawling your eyes out?" I tilt my head to the side and furrow my eyebrows. "Yes" she says weakly, "Thats what all the other cheerleaders would do, all they care about is popularity anyway."

"Well fuck those stupid, ugly, bitchy, slutty creatures. They dont deserve your friendship." She chuckles slightly at my use of words for describing the rats. " Yeah I guess."

"Look you dont have to tell me anything, thats your buisness but are you okay to go back to class now?" I step away from her a bit. "I just fell asleep and had a bad dream, nothing to serious." She looks away and that gave me the idea thats not just it, but being the amazing person I am, I decide to just let it go and pretend to be convinced.

"Well lets get back to class before everyone thinks I'm doing a shit in here." We walk out the toilets with her laughing a bit and me smiling, but only one thought crosses through my mind.

Damn I could be a comedian.                            Or maybe not.

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The bell goes signiling the start of 4th period, I place my butt on my chair and get my essentials out for my History class, one of the subjects I have without Casey.

The teacher comes in 2 minutes later and stands at the front of the room, he looks at everyone and then turns and pulls the board down. Written on it is a seating and partner plan for a  project we will starting today. I look around and realise I dont know anyone in this class, a girl stands above me and looks down at me. "Your sitting in my chair." She says lightly, I frown and appologise. I make my way to the front of the class and look for my name on the board. Sean, Ally, Aiden, Melissa, Franco and right beside his name was mine.