BAD ASSES IN LOVE

There you are sitting in detention with the high school 'Bad Boy' Michael Aires. The two baddest kids in New York Bronx High. Me Isabella Valentine and Michael Aires, The hottest, baddest boy in school. (I love bad boys). I've never actually talked to him before, Like he's got his crew I got mine. I see him at partys and school and sometimes on the streets of The Bronx selling drugs. Actually I might have talked to him before when he was selling weed and I desperately needed some so I bought it off him. Yupp thats about it. pretty lame I know but that's all i remember i was blazed after that. There we we're just sitting there. I had my ear buds in and they were pretty loud so im sure he could hear it. " Im thinking bout her every second every hour do mu singing in the shower pick them pedals off the flower like do she love me do she love not I ain't a player I just" The Way by Ariana Grande. I couldn't help but look to the corner of my eye and check him out till i met his eyes and noticed he was staring at me. I just looked away and continued to mentally sing along to the song. I kept looking back and everytime he was staring at me. Like what is this boys problem? "What the Fuck are you doing?! Stop staring at me its creepy bro!!" i yelled annoyed and looked away. "Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable I was just.... well everyone talks about you... you know the Bronx Bad girl... Isabella Valentine but looks like the last name throws off the Bad girl image huh?. Yupp and I've never met you before." he says about a minute later. "Yeah. I've heard about you to the Bronx Bad BOY (emphasizes the boy). Nor have I met you..." I say still looking forward and listening to my music now with only 1 ear bud in still blasting. He scooched to the end of his chair. and chuckled. "Yupp I guess we are a couple of bad asses... But sucks that we never actually met. Huh?." he say with a sexy smirk at the end that gave me goosebumps. Like what am I doing... Why is he making me feel so nervous. He chuckled and I looked back at him with a confused face. "what's so funny?" i ask. "what you listening to?" he asks when I realized what was funny to him. look yes im a bad girl i do bad shit but what i can't have a soft side. there I was listening to Be Alright by Justin Bieber. I smiled "Oh yeah.. I like his music What I can't listen to his music or something?? Hes a good singer." i stated firmly. He just smiled. "ok well tell me bout yourself." he says. "I look toward him well Im Isabella Valentine 17 years young 50% Italian 50% Columbian." i said nog wanting to go deeper. "Ok well im Michael Aires 18 years old and im 50% Puerto Rican and 50% Columbian. Guess we got something in common." He says with that sexy smirk that is just perfect and his dimples not one but two on both side made him cuter. And his muscles you could see them thru his shirt He was so sexy. I'm so lucky he did not catch me checking him out. I half smile and look away. continuing to my music. So that's it. nothing else." he says. "Well what did you want a whole life story or something?" he shrugs. "I don't know its just I thought it would be a little more." he says and pauses. "Ok find I'll go first. ok umm... I was born and raised in Miami, Florida for 15 years and then came up here to live with my mom i've lived here for 3 years. And hey i'm a Bad Boy. Like you I drink,smoke weed, and once in awhile I draw a line of cocaine." He says with a smirk. Omg again with the smirk i swear ughh.... he is so fine!!!.. "ok well I was born and raised here in The Bronx, New York all my life. My parents are divorced too. I live with my Dad. And well I do all that shit too, but cocaine is always there. And I love to Party!" I say giggling at my last sentence. He smiled. "Guess we got ALOTin common. (emphasize alot).

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