Hating the Bad Boys' name

Chapter 19: Hating the bad boys name: Who the hell is Rachel?

Dedicated to castawayyy- for commenting the name Aspen.

Bree's PoV

"Good morning princess." I looked out of my window to see Ryder smirking.

Dang it, I can't believe I forgot to close the window. "What do you want?"

He shrugged, a smile playing on his lips "Not much, I just like to bother you."

I groaned. "There's 1, universe, 9 planets, 7 continents, 196 countries . . "

Ryder speaking cut me off from my rant. "Wait, you memorise all of that?"

I sighed, ignoring his comment. "Look the point is, there's so many places in this whole universe. How come I didn't have the privilege of not meeting you?"

He shrugged carelessly. "I ask myself that very same question every day."

I furrowed my brows. "So why are you still here talking to me?" I asked.

He smirked. "Like I said before, I love to annoy you."

I rolled my eyes. "I have to get ready for school. So if you'll excuse me . . . "

He scoffed. "You're excused, now let me take you."

I laughed slightly. "No way. Besides I'm getting my car in a couple of days. I can put up with Luke until then."

He grinned smugly. "I thought you liked my motorcycle."

I shook my head. "No, I said I like any motorcycle."

He shrugged and turned around to leave. "Fine your loss."

Okay maybe it would be cool going on the motorcycle again. I guess it is better then going with Luke, and hearing him rant about how hot my friends are.

Gross.

"Wait. Okay let's go." I yelled after him.

In one swift move he was out of his and into my room. "Let's go."

"I really do need to close my window." I mumbled quietly but I guess not quiet enough for Ryder not to hear it.

"You could, but it'll be no fun for me." He said sending a wink my way.

I screamed in irritation whilst I walked out of my room, with Ryder laughing hysterically behind me.

~*~

"Here you go." Ryder said holding out his hand for me to get off his bike.

"Really?" I asked extending my arm

He snorted. "Nope." He then retracted his hand, making me nearly fall off the bike but I caught myself just in time.

Ryder walked ahead of me towards the school. I shot daggers into his back and as if he knew I was glaring at him, he spun around. "What you glaring at." He asked returning my stare.