Bad Boy Love

Chapter 1

Hello my lovely fans! Like I said in a previous announcment, I'M REWRITING THIS STORY, it's basically the same story line but Elaina has a new name its "Samantha".

Why am I rewriting this story you may ask? 

Because i wasnt really feeling where it was going or even how I wrote it, in all honestly it sucked. I'm really sorry for the inconvenience and if you no longer want to read I understand. 

Now on to the story (:

Chapter 1

It all started about 5 months ago, it was after Mr. Gregory's third period history class. The bell rang and I packed away my stuff slowly. My best friend, Jenna, chattered on, I half listened to her while the other students cleared the room.

We walked out the classroom, me wondering what they would be serving for lunch. I poked my stomach, actually I think I won’t eat, I was getting a little too pudgy.

We headed towards the cafe and as we made our way down the hallway we were stopped by a huge crowd of kids surrounding and cheering on something, I heard grunts coming from the middle of the crowd and I was assumed it was a fight. I was too short to see over the cluster of people so I pushed through a small gap between a really tall kid and a blonde girl and on the floor, in the middle, fighting, were two boys.

One was Jerry, he was basically the school asshole, head football player and douche bag, he looked like he was getting his butt whooped. The other boy, I've never seen before, I couldn't deny he was attractive, he had curly black hair that reached around his ears, tan skin, high cheekbones, his lips were full, pink and slightly chapped, he also had small silver studs in both ears, and when he looked up I was met with a pair of the most beautiful green eyes, he winked and smirked at me and I felt my face heat up.

He looked away from me, raised his fist and started beating Jerry again, but I didn’t miss the edge of one wicked looking tattoo that peaked below his short sleeved t-shirt and gave him a dangerously sexy edge that made my skin tingle. I felt a hand pulling me away and I realized it was Jenna who was beckoning me to come on.

"Isn't Scott waiting for you?" Jenna asked as we continued to walk down the corridor.

"Oh yeah, Scott," My mind wasn't on Scott, I was thinking about a certain pair of emerald green eyes. We were supposed to meet Scott outside the cafe, five minutes ago. I groaned, he's going to be so annoyed.

I hurried out the door and across the courtyard until I seen my boyfriend, Scott, standing at the cafe doors, looking none too pleased. Scott looked like the average, American boy, not saying he wasn’t good looking, he was actually very handsome. He had perfectly styled blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Not much to say, I was beyond surprised when he asked me out. He glared at me as Jenna walked up behind me.

"Hey Scott," she said a little breathlessly. His gave flickered to her and he smirked.

"Hey" he licked his lips as he stared at her, then he grabbed my hand and we walked into the cafe. Whoa, what was that about?

Scott pulled me to the lunch line and the thought slipped from my mind.

“I think you should have a salad." Scott looked at me and the cheeseburger I picked up in disgust. I sighed wistfully and nodded as he grabbed a hamburger and a Gatorade for himself and I prepared my salad.

I poured a little dressing on and grabbed a water bottle. We went to the register and Scott paid for our food and we met Jenna and Scott's other friends at out lunch table.

Jenna had two slices of pizza on her plate and was already half way done with one. I wish I could be like her, she had the great body, long legs, perky breast, beautiful straight hair, and could eat anything without gaining a single pound. I, on the other hand, was short, a little pudgy, had a too-big butt, small breast, frizzy-curly blonde hair, and couldn't afford to gain any more weight.

The door of the canteen slammed open as I popped a mini tomato in my mouth, no one really paid it much attention except for me, they were all chattering about some party I wasn’t going to, it was green eyes who came through the door, he stalked towards an empty table, his lip was looked like it was bruised and it was really red. He looked up in my direction and I looked away quickly.

I waited a couple of seconds and looked back at him, he was staring at me curiously I met his eyes briefly then looked away. Scott tapped me and I looked and saw he was throwing away his trash, lunch time was over.

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I didn’t have any classes with green eyes until 6th period, the bell rang and I took out all my work while Mr. Stuart, my balding teacher with a caterpillar mustache, walked around to collect it. It was about five minutes into class when I heard the door open; I was engrossed in the new book I was currently reading, so I didn’t look up to see who entered the class until I heard Mr. Stuart ask someone if they wanted to introduce themselves.

I looked up after doggy earing my page and it was green eyes, he was staring at me, I felt my face heat up and I looked away from him. He ignored Mr. Stuart’s questions and walked to the only empty seat in the class, which happened to be directly behind me.

His boots squeaked on the tile floor and when he walked passed me I held my breath until he sat down, when I let air into my system I was hit with a faint scent of old spice aftershave.

Mr. Stuart glared at him clearly still peeved at being ignored and told us to take out our notes. As I was pulling out a piece of paper, I felt a tug on my hair, and it wasn’t gentle either, I turned around angrily and green eyes was there smirking back at me.

“Hey do you have a pencil I could borrow?” he asked, and a wave of peppermint washed over me and I realized he was chewing gum. His voice was deep but not gross deep like a she man, it had the right amount of deepness to it.

I glared at him a little, rubbed my head a little because that pull really hurt, I snorted, “I’m not giving you anything.”

He looked incredulous “Well why not?” Oh give me a break he almost yanked my head off and he has the nerve to be surprised.

“You almost took my head off with that pull.” I whispered yelled to him because Mr. Stuart started his lecture.

“What a baby, that was barely a tug.” He snorted loudly.

“Ms. Porter and company is there something you would like to tell the class?” Mr. Stuart asked and I blushed.

“No, si-“I started to speak and was interrupted by Rudeness aka ‘Green eyes’ aka ‘I don’t know his name’.

“Do you mind, we were having a private conversation.” Green eyes retorted rudely and my face reddened even more.

Mr. Stuart’s ears turned tomato red “Well in that case, Mr. Kingley you and Ms. Porter here, can finish your discussion in detention, afterschool, today.”

“Wai-“ I started to protest but was cut off again by loud mouth.

 “We’ll be there.” He smirked and winked at me and I glared daggers at him.

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