The Bad Boys Girl

Chapter 1

(Picture of Lisa above)
I smothered my alarm with my pillow as it rang endlessly in my ear. I reached over and turned it off. I lifted up my phone to read my notifications that keep going off. 1 new message. I laughed as i read what my best friend had sent me. I plopped my phone back on the cardboard box and sat up. I still haven't finished unpacking so my room looks like a bomb exploded, but im lucky enough to have a bathroom joining onto my room thats surprisingly tidy. I stripped off and stepped in the shower, turning it on and allowing the hot water relax me.
After showering i put my hair in a side fishtail and slipped on a white tank top, some denim shorts, a checkered jacket and some white converse shoes. I rummaged in my boxes to find my make up bag and applied some mascara and some light lipgloss. I grabbed the nearest bag and shoved some random stuff in there that i defiantly dont need for school, though i did find a pen. I headed downstairs and plopped myself on the stool at the kitchen counter "hey mom" i smiled as i watched her making bacon and omelettes "hey honey, did you sleep well?" She asked shooting me a grin as she sees me drooling over the food. I gave her an eager nod hoping it might speed the cooking process up. I hear heavy footsteps coming down the stairs "hey Eric i see your finally awake" he grunts in response. Erics my twin, he looks like me, brown/blonde hair, blue eyes and naturally tanned skin. He walks over to wear all the plates are stacked "mom are you having some" he asks, "no i cant honey ive got to head over to the new office" she says as she takes the food off and puts it on our plates "your bus will be here in 10, gotta dash" she grabs the keys and gives us a kiss on the cheek "bye" we say as we devor the food. I moan as the bacon practically disolves on my tongue. Eric chuckles and finishes his. We out our plates in the sink and walk out the door, well i do anyway, just in time as the horrible yellow bus pulls up outside our house, i walk down the drive and step on, automatically taking a seat at the back, Eric joins me soon after and starts chatting to a boy beside him. After 15 minutes of listening to endless chatter about football, we arrive at the school. Northwood High. I walk up the steps towards the main entrance and follow the signs to reception "hi may i help you?" The lady at the desk asks "My names Lisa Oxford im new here" i reply kindly "ah yes and your brothers joining today to, well heres your timetable have a nice day" she smiles, but i doubt she means it, i take the timetable and look at what i have today English (double lesson), Maths, History, P.E i like p.e so thats fine, but maths? Ugh. I walk out the office and straight into someone, i stumble back and look up "um sorry" i stare as i realise im looking at a complete sex god he chuckles "finished checking me out" he winks "ew no" i say. This boy obviously has an ego bigger than this school. "You wish sweetcheecks" he steps forward and gives my nose a flick then walks away, i stare after him, wondering what the hell just happened. Brrriiiiiiiinnngggg the bell for first lesson screeches in my ear and the flood of students part in various ways. By this point im completely lost but when i finally come across to english it seems that being the new kid or getting lost doesnt save my ass "Excuse me your 20 minutes late  where do you think your going" the teacher speaks, his voice laced with anger "um to my seat captain where else" i reply pm snickers echoed around the room "dont talk to me like that" he roars well really he just raises his voice a tad but i think roaring was his goal. "Well fuck me im sorry" i reply getting annoyed "Detention now" by this point his face is bright red. I shrug my shoulders and walk out to detention which happens to be oppisite. I walk in and come face to face with the boy from this morning. I sit in the corner and tap my fingers. "Why you in here sweetcheeks" he asks as he takes a seat beside me "pissed off the teacher" i replied, he laughs "why you in here" i ask "punched someone" he replies casually, expecting a reaction but i dont give in. I put my head on the table and went to sleep, i might aswell as im in here the rest of the day.
I Get woken up by pieces of blue tack getting flicked at my head "whaaaat" i whine, i opened my eyes and saw the boy there. He winked "time to go sweetcheeks" before walking out the room,i grab my bag and follow him "whats your name" i call out "for me to know and for you to find out lisa". How does he know my name, thats just creepy. And mysterious. But who cares hes a walking sex god.