The Bad... Girl? (Work in progress)

Chapter 2- I'm sickly rich

Nikki POV

"NICOLE DENAY MCCARTNEY, GET THE FXCK UP FOR SCHOOL!" Antonio yelled at me from outside my fort while hitting it a few times in the process.

"I'm up!" I raised my voice as I was getting out of my galaxy comforter and slipping on some socks because let me tell you, cold hard wood floors and warm and toasty feet do not mix very well.  I stood in front of my full body mirror and noticed that I look like actual trash. Brown wavy rats nest for hair, black and white tie-dye sports bra, and penguin pajama pants.

I slowly zombie walk to my closet and grab a simple black crop top, black low waisted skinny jeans, and undergarments of course. I waltz my happy butt down the hallway to take a shower.

Once I'm done I blow dry my hair, part it to the side and let it fall down my back and grab some navy blue ankle socks and run downstairs to find...Hannah?

"Hey" she said smiling as she stood up off of the kitchen stool walk towards me with open arms, no literally she wanted a hug.

"Um...hi?" I said as I slowly gave her a hug. "What are you doing here so early?" I looked at her with a questioning gaze.

"What you don't want me here?" She asked laughing. "Nah, of course you do. In here to pick you up for school." She grabbed my wrist and ran up the stairs dragging me behind her.

"Ok, so listen." Hannah says as she closes my bedroom door with her hip and takes a seat in my desk chair. "My brother got into this huge ass fight with my dad last night and kinda just... Disappeared, and now my dad is in a bad mood with everybody so I was wondering if I could maybe hang out here with you for a couple days? Please?" She asks with tears forming in her eyes.

Ok let me tell ya, watching your best friend cry is the worst feeling in the world. So what do I do? I jump up and run over to her side and hug her tightly.

After a few minutes of just sitting in that embrace, I look at my alarm clock on my bedside table. 7:13. Awesome, now we are late for school.  I link arms with Hannah and walk downstairs, grab my bag and out to the garage.
I hand her a black helmet with a skull with a rose in its eye one it. She glances at it, smiles slightly and put it on.

I went 10 over the speed limit the whole way there because Hannah said she had to meet some guy at the front door in a few minutes so I pulled up to the sidewalk and let her off before I went around back to park.

Ugh, I hate being late to school since I didn't pay for a certain parking spot in the beginning or the year. I spotted and opening but I also saw a grey truck about to turn into the same spot and I really didn't want to walk far and waste more time so I sped into the spot with giving it much thought. The second I turned my engine off I was swarmed with people. Honestly, all the attention of bringing the schools "bad girl" is quite annoying. I take my helmet off and look back towards the truck behind me and who do I see?

Carter Martin.

"Sorry" I say sarcastically and shrugged me shoulder. I watch as he turns back to his truck and drives off. When I finally push past the crowd of people surrounding me and my bike I walk to my first period, English.

In all of my morning classes my boyfriend, Tyler kept poking me and doodling on my papers while I was taking notes. He was starting to tick me off. At lunch, we were having some fun and then I look town and he stole my pizza and was already devoting it. So, I stood up with my tray and headed to dump it. On my way there I spotted Carter Martin.

I approach him, I tap his shoulder and he glances to the side and try's to walk away but I won't let him.

"Again, I say sorry." I said not because I wanted to, but because I needed to get on the good side of this kid for a reason I'm not quite sure of.

"It's fine I guess." He said as he tried to walk away again. But I needed to know I was on his good side.

"Call me tonight." I said not even thinking I grab a slip of paper out of my pocket and hand it to him.

"I'll think about it." He said

"Ok, but in but the spot off of you for..." I thought about it. What could make this guy not hate me? "100 grand?" I asked being serious. Considering my step-dad was the richest bastard of Henderson City.

"What are you crazy?!...I mean sure but your sick." He shouted. I grab my heart in a mimic to show how hurt I am.

"I am not! I'm just sickly rich." I say as I wink and turning to walk away.

A/N
Error got fixed. Don't judge to harshly I don't edit these chapters and sorry so long for the wait between updates! Promise the will be more frequent from now on.
Love you guys and thanks for reading!
~Jaden