I looked in the mirror. I saw a girl staring back. She had straight jet black hair, eyebrows on fleek and a pretty face. But she was broken, deep inside and nobody knew. She thought being a jerk and dating jerks would fix it, but it just fed the gro...
All those lonely nights spent at the bar or at home stress eating. All those desperate moves on guys who I din't even like. All that fire that burned within me, constantly reminding me everyday of what I'd done. I wish I never of told him to go, I wish I told him to stay. Now he's gone forever because of me.
I walked down the empty hallways of Brighton College, expecting some one to ask me why I was out here.
I kept walking until I reach my locker and let out a long sigh. Another day, just another day I thought to myself. The bells rang and people came pouring out into the once empty hallway. I slowed my pace and started looking for him. For Liam. Desperately, I looked but I couldn't find him. Tears started falling and people started giving me weird looks. Bad girls don't cry. But I needed to tell him. Finally, after a frantic search, I spotted a familiar mane of blonde hair. It wasn't Liam, but it was good enough. 'Max!' I yelled out and he turned towards me.
'What's wrong Lex?'
'I don't know how to say this to you. I probably shouldn't tell you anyway, where's Liam?' 'Okay, you don't need tell me. And Liam is at the gym, shooting some hoops.' '
'kay. Thanks.' And with that I made my way to the gym wondering why I didn't think of that earlier. I heard the sound of basketballs bouncing and got my hopes up. I pushed open the doors but I wasn't greeted by the usual blond haired, blue eyed Liam. I was greeted by Caswell.
'Hey, you right Lex?'
'Yeah, just need to know where Liam is.'
'Oh, he's up in the team room.' I tilted his head to the side and motioned towards the team room located at the top of the gym. It was where any member of the team could go and hang out on school days. I make my way up the stairs and finally reach the top of the gym at the door of the team room. I burst in,
'Hey babe w-' I was stopped short. Liam was defiantly there alright. There with a 10th grader bitch chilling out on the desk. Naked. I couldn't believe this shit. She was a tenth grader for god's sake and we were 12th. My head started spinning and I wanted to vomit. But I couldn't. My state of health wasn't exactly the best and vomiting would make it 10X worse. I bolt down the stairs and out of the doors.
'Babe! Alex, it's not what it looks like.' he desperately called out after me as he ran with his jeans still pulled down to his ankles.
I turn around and salt at him, 'What the fuck is it then? Hmm? Oh, don't tell me you were sketching her for your art project and thoroughly examining her? Don't you fucking start with me Liam. I'm done with your bullshit. All the early morning drunk calls, the I'm sorry I'll never do it again line. Well guess what Liam Finn? I AM DONE WITH THIS BULLSHIT!' A girl walked past with a container filled with steaming mashed potato which I picked up.
'FUCK YOU LIAM!' I yelled and catapulted the steamy goodness which lucky for him, landed on the 10th grader girl he was banging who just walked out semi dressed.
'uh!' she wiped off the potato off her face and I stuck up my two middle fingers. I walked towards her and took out my dark red MAC liquid lipstick and wrote SLUT over her chest.
'Hey what th-' I cut her off and shoved it in her mouth.
'Suck on that bitch.' I smirked and walked off. I reached about ten metres when I turned around to find them still frozen in place.
'Oh yeah, he has herpes.' I say with a grin and she scrunches her face up and turns away, humiliated about the whole situation.
'And one more thing you piece of useless crap, I yelled back at Liam, knowing he'd still be there. 'I quit being a badgirl.' I smirked and walked out of the school towards my Harley. Problem was, I didn't know how to be a good girl.
I reached home and bolted straight to my room. Just done with life.
'Honey, wh-' my Mum started saying but I slammed the door in her face. Tears finally came and I realised that in the whole 3 years of us dating, Liam never said I love you.
Great, another fucking reason to hate him. I looked in the mirror. I saw a girl staring back. She had straight jet black hair, eyebrows on fleek and a pretty face. But she was broken, deep inside and nobody knew. She thought being a jerk and dating jerks would fix it, but it just fed the growing fire. A nose piercing shone on her nose and she wore dark lipstick. I wanted to start again and try to be half the jerk I was. So i reached over my vanity table and picked up my makeup wipes and wiped off the dark bold lipstick. I then took out the piercing. There, maybe it wasn't going to be so bad. Maybe America would just be the ticket to my new start; less tickets, more respect that was earned, teachers who liked me and friends who weren't drunk more times than sober.
Maybe even love for the bad girl.
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A/N
Hey guys, thanks for reading. Just started this book. I hope you like it so very much. Here's some basic info about the characters
Alex(andra) Chase- main character, 18 years old
Liam Finn- ex boyfriend, 19 yrs old - occupation jerk
10th grader- Hayley Fondes- 15yrs old- occupation slut
