The Bad Girl and The Good Boy

Chapter Seven: Old Exes and Advil

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👊🏻Melissa Evans👊🏻

Everything was fine. I was great friends with Jordan the hot nerd. He became popular overnight. It was only two days until the party. Can't wait to get my hands on some pot.

My mom left for a business trip today. So I had the house to myself. What kept bothering me was the fact that Alex was back in town. He wouldn't stop texting me. I honestly considered skipping school but I had an important science test today. My mom would kill me if I bailed on my test.

My BFF Jessica was a year older than me. She was already in college, probably banging more guys than I can count. So the only person who hang around me a lot was Jordan.

I didn't see her much these days. Occasionally at the local track for illegal night races. Of course, me being the winner. The only people who could ever beat me were Charlie and my dad. I missed them both so much.

I brushed my auburn hair, desperately trying to untangle my knots. I looked hideous yesterday with black mascara streaks on my face yet Jordan was able to look at me without reeling in disgust.

Honestly, Jordan had the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. If he was a player, I'd bang him everyday because, well damn, he's amazingly hot. Hotter than Dylan O'Brien.

I wiped my mouth to check if I was drooling or not. Thankfully no drool. It would've ruined my makeup.

I got up from my vanity and walked down the stairs. I began to feel dizzy. Damn this Anorexia Nervosa. When was the last time I ate? Dunno. I was still too fat. I set my weight goal to be 30 kilograms. I walked out the door and got into my car. I drove a little further so I was in front of Jordan's house. I honked loudly. The door swung open.

He walked over and got into the passenger seat.

"Geez woman." He huffed.

"Nice to meet you too." I sarcastically said.

I tried to ignore the throbbing pain in my head.

I took out my favourite CD of all time.

One of my favourite songs came on.

I began to sing along to it.

"Come on, come on, turn the radio on.
It's Friday night and I won't be long.
Gotta do my hair, I put my make up on.
It's Friday night and I won't be long.
Til I hit the dance floor.
Hit the dance floor.
I got all I need.
No I ain't got cash.
I ain't got cash.
But I got you baby.
Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight.
I love cheap thrills!
Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight.
I love cheap thrills!
But I don't need no money.
As long as I can feel the beat.
I don't need no money.
As long as I keep dancing.
Come on, come on, turn the radio on.
It's Saturday and I won't be long.
Gotta paint my nails, put my high heels on.
It's Saturday and I won't be long.
Til I hit the dance floor.
Hit the dance floor.
I got all I need.
No I ain't got cash.
I ain't got cash.
But I got you baby.
Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight.
I love cheap thrills!
Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight.
I love cheap thrills!
But I don't need no money.
As long as I can feel the beat.
I don't need no money.
As long as I keep dancing.
I love cheap thrills!
I love cheap thrills!
I don't need no money.
As long as I can feel the beat.
I don't need no money.
As long as I keep dancing.
Oh, oh.
Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight.
I love cheap thrills!
Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight.
I love cheap thrills!
I don't need no money.
As long as I can feel the beat.
I don't need no money.
As long as I keep dancing.
La, la, la, la, la, la!
I love cheap thrills!
I love cheap thrills!
I love cheap thrills!
I love cheap thrills!"