Bad Boy In Love

Chapter 3- The Bad Boy

How did I end up in detention with three ding-a-lings you ask? To be honest I don't know or care, they're just annoying the fuck out of me.

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"Watch where you're going, you idiot!" I scolded.

I rubbed my head and revealed my death.

"Sorry to burst your bubble honey, but you're the one who ran into me," he spoke.

Ryder Jones. The school's bad boy. Great, just what I needed.

Can my day get any worst? Oh wait, it just did.

I got up and dust myself, pick up my bag from the floor and swung it around my shoulder. He stood there watching me. Creeper.

"Take a picture, it lasts longer," I snickered and rolled my eyes.

"What?" he snapped.

"Did I stutter?" I turn my heel on him.

He tightly grabbed my wrist and turned me around.

"No one, ever talks to me, like that," he gridded his teeth as he spoke.

"Who are you? Fucking Jesus? I didn't think so, now let me go I have to get to class."

He was furious. I looked into his forest green eyes and anger was filled into them.

I gave him a innocent look which made him loosen his grip. He leaned towards my ear and whispered, "This isn't over Princess."

Those words gave me a shiver down my spine. He let go of me and stepped back, with a smirk on his lips. My eyes followed him as he disappeared.

Holy Fuckomoly. What did I just get into?

I look at the clock. Nine twenty-five. What's the point the period is over in five minutes. Great a fucking jerk made me miss my first period class.

I start slowly walking to P.E., then the loud bell suddenly rings in my ear.

Fuck! I was speed walking while the halls were being filled with students. The last thing I need is to be stepped on all over. Oh wait, there's the story of my life. No pun intended.

"Tyler Castle," Mr. Charles called me. I rolled my eyes as I turned to a man in his late thirties. I gave him a fake smile.

"Do you mind if I have a word with you?" he smiled.

Yes I fucking do!

I walked towards his classroom, he opens his door and lets me in. That kid. This wouldn't happen if it wasn't for him. Mr. Charles slowly closes the door.

"Yes, Mr. Charles?" I ask nervously. Most people can tell when I am nervous. I barely talk, well to anyone. In general. Like James said, it's either I talk to much or don't talk at all.

"Can you explain to me why weren't you in class today?" he crossed his arms.

"Well it all started when I woke up late and-" I was interrupted by Mr. Charles.

"Don't lie to me, you're always in class. Are you cutting class? It is a boy? You know boys aren't the answer to anything."

"No Mr. Charles! Stop. It's not a boy. I would never skip class! I just got into a situation coming to class." I looked at the ground.

"I'm sorry Tyler but I have to give you detention. If you simply came in late you would've gotten a tardy but, you didn't. It's the rules," he nods his head in disapproval.

"But Mr. Charl-"

He handed me a detention form. No, No, No, No, No! I can't get detention. It will affect me in college! This is all because of him.

Anger grew in my eyes. I snatched the detention slip out of his hands and stormed out of his room.

This is so ridiculous! I, Tyler Castle have detention. Ugh!

Everybody's eyes were attached to me while I was speed walking to the detention room angrily.

I pulled the door open and walked in. I see three people there and Ryder was one of them. I slammed the door as I met eyes with the last person I wanted to see.

"Wrong room honey," he said and his little possy laughed.

I gave him a death glare and sat as far away from them.

"Did you hear me?" he actually sounded concerned.

"Yes I did. Now leave me alone, you're the one who got me in this place," I snapped not even bothering to look at him.

I am pissed. And I don't have the patience for his bullshit. He's the one who got me here in the first place.

"So, now the nerd is swearing." Strike one.

Just ignore him Tyler he isn't worth your time.

"Hey Chris, watch this." Okay so there is Ryder and Chris.

"Loser." He threw a piece of paper at the back of my head. Strike two.

One more strike.

"Dude, I think you should leave her alone."

"Are you feeling pity for the geek now, Alex?"

Strike three. Now Ryder can feel the wrath of Tyler.

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There's a picture of Ryder, just like same to Tyler.

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-Amaya :]