My New Highschool Gang Full of Bad Boys

The Boys/ First Day of School, 2

I get out of bed, take a shower and change into black ripped skinny jeans, a black and mint jersey with my last name on the back. It was a goodbye gift from my lacrosse team. And to top it of a black leather jacket and my mint converses. I comb my wavy hair, put my black sunglasses on and skip downstairs.

"Hey, sissy." James says while I open the fridge.

"Nice outfit, taking after me huh?" Jake says then bites his apple. I gesture for him to hand me a banana that was to his left. 

"Don't flatter yourself Jakey. This outfit is very comfy." I say as Jake hands me my banana. 

"Ha!" James yells.

"Ok, Jay Jays, I don't want to be late for my first day of school," I say in a high-pitched voice, taking a bite out of my fruit. 

"I know right!" Jake mocks me.

"I don't want to go! I want to spend time with my big bros!" I whine.

"What about me?" Mason pouts.

"I always want to spend time with you, Mase!" I say. And that gives me a big smile, from my five year old brother. "Well, as much as I would love to spend time with my awesome bros. I have to go to school. Or face the wrath of mom." I fake shudder. They all chuckle at me. I kiss all of them goodbye on the cheek.

I jog out the door to my baby, a blue xr1200 motorcycle. I hop on Ace, my motorcycle. Yes, I name my vehicles, so what? I would prefer a motorcycle over a car any day. I put my helmet on and ride off to school. A place full of rainbows and candy! Please note the sarcasm.

I get there in less than five minutes. I may have gone over the speed limit. I park near the doors, I take my helmet off and I hear gasps all over the place. Did I do something wrong? Eh, like I give a flying fuck? I hop off Ace and place my helmet on one of the handlebars and walk through the doors. More gasps, and even more stares. As I walk to the office I hear whispers. And some guys are just looking at me as if I'm meat. Mine as well have fun with it. I flip a few of them off as I give a wide smile. 

Then I reach the office. "Hello, I'm Max. The new student." I say to the secretary. She blows a bubble then throws me my schedule. Rude, I like her.

 "Can I have a map?" I ask. She scoffs, then tosses me a map then goes back to her nails. Wow, rude is an underestimate. I walk out of the office to find my first hour, ELA. Then I bump into someone, I fall down. You might think that its a cute guy and he's going to help me up and we hang out, then ten years later we marry? Or I bump into the bad boy of the school, then he won't leave me alone, we gain feelings for each other and ten years later we marry each other?

 Well, that's not my case, at all. I didn't even bump into a guy! Its a girl, or should I say barbie, or la la loopsie? She doesn't apologize, she laughs. "Who are you? A bitch?" she snarls at me. Her la la loopsie minions laugh. I pick myself up and glare at her.

"Oh, nice to meet you A Bitch! I'm, Get the Hell Away From Me Or I'll Punch You In the Face." I smile sweetly. She scoffs.

"That's a long name."

"The longer the better. Wait that should be in your case." I wiggle my eyebrows. She gives me a disgusted look.

"Get your head out of the gutter!"

"But why? Isn't that where you tell the guys to put it? In your gutter, cause I bet it hasn't been cleaned for a while." I smirk. Her face turns red of anger.

"Stay out of my way!" she yells.

"You're the one who got in mine!" I say then walk away. Then the bell rings. Everyone scatters to their classes, and I have no idea where I am. I look at my map, my English 11 class is in this hallway, room 235.