The Bad Boy got Me Arrested

Ch 1. "id rather grab my brother's lightsaber and stab myself repeatedly"

"Oh my god. Oh my god. My parents are going to kill me. I will have to go to community college. I'll lose all my friends, I mean not that I have many. My life is over, it's over and I'm going to di-" My current rant about how my life is going to end is cut short by the narcissistic teenage boy sitting on the  bench watching me pace.

"Your pointless ranting is really disturbing my thinking" Ryder says nonchanlently with a hint of amusement. I think He is enjoying my stress. I fight back the urge to roll my eyes. I have been extra nice to him all night, making sure I don't roll my eyes at him or call him unfriendly names. I don't want to know what he will do if I call him a "dickface" or "asshat". He totally deserves it but I'm going to Florida this Summer and I'm really excited, so if I want to live for that, I will have to be nice until then. I barely know him but he scares me just as much as the one Scooby-Doo episode with the lake monster.

"What are you thinking about? Are you trying to figure out who could bail us out? I mean, once I call my parents they will be pissed but they will bail me out. Maybe not you but you surely have someone right? And if not you can spend a couple nights-" Again I am interrupted but this time I'm glad because that rant was going absolutely no where.

"Im trying to figure out who called the cops. What kind of prude would do that?"

I ponder his question for a little. Who WOULD call the cops? I've been called a prude more times than I can count but I would never bust a party. Maybe it was Jeremy from my Chemistry class, he sits next to me and while I usually zone out what he says, I was actually listening today because the teacher left the room and I had no one else to talk to. I remember he was complaining about how he wasn't invited to the party and how he wish everyone would pay. He is quite strange but I don't think he was thinking about calling the cops to end the party. His idea probably involved nerf guns or water balloons.

I shake the idea off and sit down hesitantly next to Ryder on the bench. He looks over at me but I just ignore his stares as I think back onto the events of tonight.

How did I of all people end up in a jail cell sitting next to THE Ryder James? The baddest of all bad boys. I guess It started after school when my best friend Caroline blackmailed me into coming to the party that landed me where I am.

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"Layla, all you do is lay in bed and watch Netflix, hang out with me, or go to work. You need to get out more. This is the first party we have been invited to all year and we are going." Caroline says as she is looking through my closet trying to figure out something for me to wear.

"Whats wrong with that? And besides the only reason Emma invited us to her party is because our parents are good friends so it would have been weird if she hadn't" I roll my eyes at Caroline. I'm just watching her with amusement because she actually thinks I'm going to this party!! No way in hell. Parties are awkward and sweaty and just a 100 different ways to get in trouble.

"So? Please Layla! Ryder will be there and this will be the first time I can talk to him since he's a senior and we are juniors, I rarely see him in school. Ive been crushing on him since 1st grade, this is my chance!" Now Caroline is standing in front of me waving her arms frantically to get her point across.

It's true, she really likes Ryder James. I have no idea why, I literally stay awake at night trying to figure it out. I mean yes he is hot. Every girl wants to date him and every guy wants to be him. But he is the school's designated bad boy and I avoid him like the plague, which isn't that hard because he shows up to school about 50% of the time and is in completely different classes than me. And The rumors I have heard about him make me want to shit myself every time I see a tall, brown haired, senior walking down the hall incase it is him. I heard one rumor that a freshman boy accidentally ran into him in the hallway and later that night Ryder snuck into his house and shaved half of the poor boy's head. He had to wear a beanie for a whole month. 

But Caroline refuses to believe the rumors and always says, "don't judge a book by its cover! He could just be a lost boy who needs someone to love him." I roll my eyes at this. Ryder James is far from innocent.

"Care, you can go. You don't need me. I would rather grab my brother's lightsaber and stab myself repeatedly than go to a party. And I also am in the middle of a Criminal Minds episode so I'm just going to finish that!" I plaster a smile on my face and hope she gives in and leaves me alone but she just narrows her eyes at me and crosses her arms.

"If you don't come with me I will change my Netflix password" My mouth drops as she says this. My parents cancelled my Netflix account because they said I need to 'get out more', I've been using Caroline's for the past month. She can't do that. What would I do on my Saturday nights??

"That is crossing the line." I say but I know I have lost this battle so I get up and grab a pair of jeans and a black flowy tank top from the the mess on my floor Caroline made while looking through my closet.

She just smiles widely at me in response and I groan as I walk into my bathroom to change.

What have I agreed to?