I put my stuff in my locker. Grabbed the stuff I needed for the first couple if classes and went to find Blake. I knew exactly where I can find him. Him and his friends are always at the basketball courts just hanging around not doing shit. When I got there all there backs were turned away from me so they didn't know I was there.
"Pretty Boy" I said tapping him on his shoulder. He jumped from the floor screaming "shit"
"What" I asked.
"You scared the shit out of me" he said which cause his friends to start laughing. In all honesty I don't know what's so funny.
"You took a shit" I asked which made his friends laugh harder.
"It's an expression"
"No shit" I replied
"What's with you two saying 'shit'?" One if his friends said.
"What's with you getting in my god damn business?" I ask. He just shook his head. Like what's that suppose to mean.
"Whatever. I came to see you." I said pointing at Blake. He put an eyebrow up. I was about to say something when the bell rung. Ugh!!
"Talk to you after school!!" I said walking away.
~After School~
ABSOLUTELY Nothin fun or interesting happened at school today. That suck cause I was really hoping something would happen. I was putting my stuff in my backpack when I felt someone behind me. I look back to see Blake standing there. I raised my eyebrows and continued with what I was doing. Once I finished I started walking with Blake right behind me. Once we got out of school I started walking with Blake still behind me.
"Where's your car of motorcycle?" I asked
"I took a ride from a friend today, now what did you want to talk about?" He ask. I opened my backpack pulled the paper out and hand it to him. He read with his eyebrows raise very high.
"Who's this from?" Is he being serious?
"I don't know, probably from one of your little brats who worship you." I said
"I don't do brats."
"Ugh" I yelled. "Who worships you the most?"
"I don't know." He said
I snatch the paper out of his arm.
"What was that for" he asked
"Your no help" I practically yelled in his face. I'm surprise my saliva didn't spread. Or he just faking not feeling it.
"I might not know who 'worship' me but I do know some girls who like me"
"What are you saying?" I ask
"I'm gonna help you"
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Bad Boy and Me ( ON HOLD )
HumorMeet Jamie She doesn't care what her mom says even though she's a mommy's girl. She is your typical bad girl at school. She just moved houses and his now living next to the schools bad boy and his friends. Meet Blake Mitchell He's the bad boy who d...
