The Bad Boy

Chapter One

"Kat?!" I shout at the top of my lungs looking around the floor in front me frantic. "Kat where's my scarf did you 'borrow it again?" I shout again knowing she can damn well here me. 

"Here you go dearest I only borrowed it last night because there is such a breeze going about these days." Kat finally responds with as much sarcasm as she can muster. She throws me my scarf from the entry of the bathroom. "You know you really should get up earlier your going to be late for class Sofia." She leans over in a fit of giggles after I throw her my 'not in the mood look' she eventually contains herself and holds her hands up in way of surrender. 

I wrap my scarf around my neck and welcome the warmth, I wave back at Kat grabbing my bag of books that weigh a tonne and close the door behind me, I take a quick look at my watch and it reads 9am, crap I'm going to be late for class. I run through the doors to the girls dorms the cold winter air flushing my skin quickly, I pick up the pace my light brown hair whipping my face, I finally make it to the main building and run through the halls up stairs past lockers to get to my Biology class. I curse at the gods for making me wake up this early to study the human anatomy. I can see the door as I trudge on I take a look down at my watch 9:08 fantastic! I say to myself I hit something hard and fall to the floor my things scattering everywhere. I look up to see what I could have hit and I'm staring face to face to an angel, I must look wide eyed and pathetic but he looked incredible his green eyes burst out first engulfing me they had small speckles of brown they just seemed to stare right into my soul. The next thing I noticed was his jet black hair that shone like the night sky, his tanned skin glowed, at first thought he may be Spanish? Mexican? I'm not sure but I don't care he was gorgeous! Hold on I have never ever thought about any guy like that I suddenly blush crimson. 

"Don't you look where your going?!" His harsh tone bites at my skin and I almost have the sudden urge to cry I don't know why maybe because I think how anyone can look that beautiful sound so mean. 

"I- I - I'm so sorry I didn't mean to - I'm sorry- I'm late for class" I stumble and stutter. He actually looks shocked for a moment and then goes back to his cool non-effected expression. He sighs and grips the bridge of his nose for a moment before he holds out his hand obviously trying to help me up I blink a few times before taking his hand and wish I hadn't this fire sets through my body claiming me, he must feel it too because he grasps my hand tighter, I get to my feet and look at him this time noticing all of him, black leather jacket and plain black v-neck top gripped to his body, seeming to hold all his muscles in, I can see a glimpse of a tattoo peeking out on his chest, I look down to see him in slightly ripped black jeans that hang low and tight. black combats grace his feet. I hadn't noticed that we were still holding hands until he suddenly pulls away putting his hands in his pockets and walking away as if nothing had just happened. I almost run after him but then the rational part of my mind kicked in. ARE YOU CRAZY HE SCREAMS BAD! NOW PICK UP YOUR CRAP AND GET TO CLASS MR. HAYES IS GOING TO CHOP YOUR HEAD OFF! I say to myself. I quickly pick up my things and walk the next few feet to class and if it wasn't for the loudest creaking door and history I may have been safe. However that was not the case Mr. Hayes looks straight at me as I enter. 

"Well if it isn't Miss Jones, and what prey tell has made you run forty minutes late to my class?" He says his voice laced with authority. Wait what forty minutes? I couldn't be running that late I look down at my watch and it was accurate forty minutes I was late by could that scene in the hall with the mystery stranger really have taken up so much time? I blush again thinking of him and the way his hair was messily made and the question of what that tattoo was on his chest. STOP! I think to myself. Mr. Hayes is still wait for my answer. 

"I'm sorry sir I took a wrong turn into one of the halls." I say I knew it was a lie and I was terrible at lying but he didn't know me well enough. 

"Yes well since it's pointless you staying in the class for only twenty minutes you might as well excuse yourself and get to know the halls better shouldn't you? However since I am feeling forgiving I will give you the summary required on your essay due next week." His small smile appears as he hands me the piece of paper with the summary on it. I take it and walk out of class hanging my head. Well what a great way to start my day. Since I have no other classes for the day I start to head back to my dorm. 

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"What are you doing back so soon?" Kat looks at me with a perfectly plucked eyebrow. 

"I got kicked out of class for arriving late." I shove off my boots and slump down onto my bed. Kat gasps as if she has just heard that aliens are real. 

"You're kidding! Not once this whole semester have you ever been kicked out of class! I know we haven't known each other long but all the lecturers love you! it kind of pisses me off a bit but you know whatever." She looks honestly shocked. And I have to laugh at her expression never have I seen Kat this shocked and it has me in a fit. 

"Yeah yeah I'm hilarious, anyway its good your back all the more time to get ready." She beams at me and I know this is going to be bad. "There is a party tonight at one of the Frat houses and there will be plenty of good looking guys for you too get your mind off this day." 

"Not a chance Kat. I don't do parties you know this, plus especially since I have three, yes that's right three essays to turn in next week I think I better stay in and get them done to be ahead of schedule." I say exhausted to be honest I didn't want to do my essays but that didn't mean I want to go out tonight either. 

"Look sweetie, you have one choice and that is to come out with me tonight, it's Friday its will be an amazing night and I can't handle you having yet another early night. So please for me humour me?" She has her hands clasped in front of her as if begging and then she falls to her knees. I let a small laugh escape and she smiles she knows shes got me. 

"Fine just don't expect me to go crazy and get crazy drunk and find a guy to hook up with for the night, cause that just isn't me and it never will be so I will come as long as you don't push me into anything." I say almost begging her, I know how persuading Kat can be shes a master at it, and I don't want to do anything that isn't me. Her answer is a small smile then she gives me a cheeky smile before jumping up and down clapping her hands. She looking like a seal and I laugh before she grabs her make-up bag and drop my smile immediately I know exactly what shes thinking and it involves me caked in make-up and wearing one of her daring dresses. I can't help the small whimper I come out with.