I took a quick look in the mirror and sprayed in some perfume. I smiled in satisfaction. My dark brown hair was held up high into a pony tail and a few pieces here and there were coming out. but it looked good might I add.
I was wearing a black tank top and black leggings and to top it off I wore a smoky eyeliner making my brown eyes pop out a little and well as much as I wanted to wear black pumps to top off the "spy" look I couldn't cause if I wore those and got caught making the 'click click' sound. Yeah that wont be good so instead I wore black sport shoes. Perfect to help me with running and super comfy.
Today is kind of the day when I conquer my fear of gangs as strange as that sounds trust me it doesn't when you my friend, become closer to me.
I immediately text Chase my best friend from my brother Zack's phone cause I don't have a phone but hey don't mind me and my brother's poverty.
To Stupid Fag: are you here yet make sure you're at least five blocks away and behind my house, my brother can't know.
I have no idea why my brother named him stupid fag but the best way to reason it would be by saying that they have never been on good terms with each other for no apparent reason.
Standing up I tip toe over to the stairs and head down over to the living room. I feel Zack's phone vibrate in my hand and immediately the name 'stupid fag' fag appears.
From Stupid Fag: don't text me Cath I am here delete the texts after this.
I roll my eyes. I am not dumb Chase!
To Stupid Fag: Yeah Yeah I am not that dumb dude, I'll be there don't miss me to much.
I delete the messages and throw the phone on to the couch in a messy position trying to make it look as natural as possible.
Locking the back door behind me I pick my bag that consisted of a camera, Bluetooth, headphones a torch and lastly a bar of chocolate. The chocolate is if I get bored or hungry. Chocolate has been something I adore since I was little.
I open the backyard door and hop out turning left towards the front of the house but only end up bumping into a wall- wait its all good I didn't just randomly bump in to a wall. It's a human, I will not be clumsy today. "ow!" I groan rubbing my head and look up to see a guy. From what I could tell in the darkness he seemed really good looking. Like a really good looking Greek god!
"watch where you are going b(female dog you know he swore)" he growled. Greek God my butt, I take everything back.
My jaw hung low as the words escaped his mouth making me furious. "who the hell are you calling a freaking B word" I growled back but immediately smoothened realising how close I was standing to this creature.
"oh look she's dumb as well" the guy rolled his eyes.
I gasped how dare he. "aww did you mistake me for your mirror you idiot face it was clearly your fault" okay I am not entirely sure who's fault it was, but I can say I am pretty clumsy to be honest. But I am not backing up now, specially not now that I have already started arguing.
"ugh I don't have time for this!" he groaned stepping aside making my neck snap closer towards him.
"ow!" I screech closing the distance between us again. Looking down I noticed that my diamond locket was now tangled up with the lace of his giant hoodie.
"oh look she has to wear goddamn jewelry." I ignore his rude comment and let my hands try and untangle the power necklace onl ending up making it even more tangled. Looping it from another random loop I notice the dude tapping his foot impatiently. Idiot! In any other situation I would want him to help me but not now, specially not with this necklace.
"can you just take it off for a goddamn second!" he pushes my hand away.
My eyes widen and I feel a shiver run down my back. What if?... no, don't let him get to you! "I cant take it off!" my voice lowers unwillingly.
"why not?" he growls "just fucking take it off and wear it back on once its-"
I don't let him finish "I cant take it off means I cant take it off!" I cross my arms over my chest trying to keep as much distance as possible.
"the fuck fine!" he growls. His hands reach towards the hem of his hoodie and he starts pulling it up. my head moves upwards and forwards while he takes his hoodie off showing me a bare torso.
Before I can protest he slams the hoodie into my chest and runs off. Rude!
What am I supposed to do with this?
I let the hoodie casually hang from my neck and turn left to the direction of Chase's car. Stupid egoistic Greek god ruined my mood.
Getting into Chase's car I have to wake him up. He asks about the weird hoodie hanging from my neck and I tell him about the mean dude and feel myself raging in anger. In response he tells me to ignore it and move on as I would never see him again.
Reaching the outskirts of town after about three hours later Chase parks the car while I stare at the hoodie hanging from my neck.
I had given up halfway through the ride.
"just wear it for now and once we get home you can cut it off," Chase states.
I am actually surprised that he thought that and I didn't. "whoa how did I not think of that?" I laugh.
"cause I am smart!" he pauses "do you have to do this?" he asks.
"yes!" I reply remembering that scholar ship for collage.
"well take care and I have got the Bluetooth on just don't die Cath!" he jokes at the end but I still notice the hint of sincerity in his eyes.
"ill try not to!" I reply sleepily and than shut the door. Time to kick some drugass butts!
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hello
okay so i dont have much to say except for the faact that Reece will be properly introduced with a proper thing in chapter 3.
well actually the next chapter.
well thankk you for stumbling across this book
and yeah so bye
i am sleepy
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The Bad Boy's Addiction
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