The Badboy Isn't That Bad

Ch 1. Meet the Badboy

VANESSA

'Vanessa! You'll get late honey. Steph will be here any minute.' I hear mom calling me.

'Yeah just coming ma!' I run down the stairs to the dining table.

'Goodmorning dad.' I greet dad as I pull out a chair for myself.

'How was your sleep honey?' Dad asks.

'Good. Probably better.' I say as I bite my lip.

'Still nervous huh?' Dad asks me, raising his eyebrows.

'No. I mean, yeah! I actually didn't sleep last night.' I tell him as I cup.

'Who didn't sleep last night? Vanessa, you?' Mom asks as she keeps some sandwiches on the table that she had bought from the kitchen.

'Why so honey? Don't be so nervous. You'll do okay.' Mom rubs my back.

'I know.....' I sigh.

'Have some breakfast sweetheart.'Mom offers.

I grab a sandwich. Heck! I'm starving hungry!

Knock Knock

'Must be Steph.'Mom says as she walks over to the door, opening it.

'Hey!'Steph runs in.

'Calm down!' I was so scared. I knew it was Steph but still she managed to scare me! Steph is the most geeky person I know.
But I I love her. We are best buddies.

'Has she been okay?'Steph asks mom as she grabs a sandwich and eats it in one go!
I don't understand how she does that? Well, her sandwich , her mouth. I hardly care!

Wait!!!!!

But it's my sandwich, probably I should be caring.
Gosh! I'm so tough!

'She's been so nervous. She hasn't even slept.' Mom answers.

'Oh sweetie, you'll be alright. I'm not nervous at all. Why are you then?' Steph asks with her mouth full with sandwich. It was difficult to understand, but somehow I managed to.

'I'm doing this for the first time Steph.'

'So am I.'

'Fine. So you're powerful and I'm one douch! You okay with that?' I say, sarcastically.

'Why are you getting annoyed? Believe me, once we reach there you won't be scared anymore. It's just that simple.' Steph tries to calm me.

'Hope that's true.' I say as I get up to pick up my bag from the chair beside me.

'You'll do good. Let's go now.' Steph says.

'Yeah sure. I'll just wear my shoes. Gimme a minute.'

I wear my shoes quickly, pick up my bag and march out with Steph behind me.

'All the best honey.' Mom says and hugs me.

'You've practised enough sweetie. You'll be perfect there.' Dad says.

'Thanks both of you. Thanks a lot.' I smile.

'Are we done with encouragements and thank youS?' Steph asks, irritated.

'Yeah yeah we're done now. Let's go.'

Steph and I sit on Steph's scootie. Her scootie is awesome! Its navy blue! And that navy blue is hot!!

Guys stare at us when we ride it. And I like it!

I might be sounding cheeky, but I'm a hot cheeky!