Good Girl Gone Bad With The Bad Boy

Going at it fast

June's p.o.v
It had been a few week's since I got my tattoo and I was starting to like Jake. Even if he was a little rude once in a while, he was still pretty nice to me. He would offered me a cigarette to smoke sometimes. I always say no and that I didn't have time to become addicted to something. I kept my grade's up and my Mother didn't suspect a thing. She was blinded by my grades.

"Hey baby. Why are you hiding your tattoo?" Jake asked me one day. He was curios to see what all his friend's would think of it. I got my tattoo below my belly button and on the right. I didn't have anything that short to wear so I couldn't show it off.

"Why hello to you too." I said. "I don't have any thing that short to wear. You know that." How did he know that you ask. He went over to my house once. Well, actually he snuck into my bedroom window when my Mother wasn't home.

"Why not we buy one? We could go to the mall and get you an outfit that I'll show it off." He asked. It was quit generous of him so I said sure. That day my mother was late home so it was enough time to get one. The outfit was the most pretty thing I would ever wear. It was a crop top that was like a school uniform. White and thin with a small pocket on the side with a neck collar and a mini tie that was black red and white with a plaid skirt and black long boots. The next day was when I wore it to school. But you can't fool a mother by just walking out the door with a coat on over it. So I put on a different outfit that my mother approved and stuffed the other outfit in my book bag and when I got to school I changed into the one Jake bought for me yesterday, in the girl's restroom. Then I was off.

"Lookin' good babe." Jake told me when I was heading to class. When class was over I met Jake in the hall. When the hall was completely empty, I asked him how I looked.

"I think.." He paused making up his mind about what to say. "I think you should take it off. Right now." Even if it was only two sentences I instantly felt connected to him. He leaned forward and closed his eye's. He kissed me and me banged into the locker's. We stopped for two second's to breathe and got back to it. He went down my side's touching me. I wrapped my arm's around his neck and continued to kiss him.

"You realize we're having sex in school right?" I whispered in his ear. I was enjoying it, but what if someone saw us? I know Jake wouldn't care, but I did. I could get in big trouble and for Jake getting in trouble was apart of life.

"I know. And we are enjoying it and that's all we need to worry about." Jake answered. He was calm and had a soothing tone. That made me not worry knowing I was safe in his arm's and that he didn't only care about what he felt, but also what I felt. The bell eventually rang, and we had to stop but we knew that that won't be the first time we do that.