My Bad Boy And The Gang.

Chapter 3.

A/N that is Jessica above.

"Some of you might need to see about some help before our next test." Mr. Wynn says looking directly at me. I may be smart but who the hell understands trig? No me that's for dam sure.

"Your home work is-" RIIIIIIIIINNNG!!!  the bell goes off and we all practically run out the door not paying attention to Mr. Wynn yelling the page numbers at us.

I turn to start walking towards the gym when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn to see jess giving me a knowing smile.

"I heard you and my brother are going out Saturday I'm glad. He needs a goof influence in his life." She fives me an awkward one arm hug then trots off to her fifth block. Weird girl, nice girl but weird.

I have this block with Vince and Marley. Normally I pair with Marley but since she's mad at me I don't know who I'll have with me.

"Okay class. Partners." Mrs. Calloway yells from her desk.

"I hate P. E." I mutter under my breath.

"Be my partner?" A deep masculine voice says behind me. I turn to see Mr. Sexy himTrevor
"Why not?" I say and regret it because of the questioning look that fills his eyes.

"Well if you don't want to..." He says being to turn around and scan the gym for a partner. I grab his bicep, which is insanely hard by the way considering his arm is relaxed.

"Vincent wait." He turns around with a hint or anger in his eyes.

"Never call me Vincent."

I draw back at the tone of his voice. He's never sounded so scary towards me. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to say let's be partners." He visibly calms down and even gives me a slight smile.

"Of course."

Well... After the strange conversation about his name me and Vince don't really talk much. We do our stretches in silence. I keep looking over at him. He's way flexible. His white hair keeps falling down in his face and he seems to be getting angry at it.

I can't help but giggle as he glares at a lock of hair that keeps falling over his forehead. "Here let me help." I walk towards him and push his hair back using a little hair gel to smooth it in place. I put my hands on his shoulders and push him back a small step to look at my handiwork. It'll do. I look down at him with a smile on my face.

He has a guarded look in his eyes. Letting his eyes with mine I can't look away. I swear I feel him getting closer.

"Where'd the hair gel come from?" He asks averting his eyes. I drop my hands and look St the floor I keep it in my bag. Never leave home without a full artillery of whatever look altering product I might need." I chuckle.

"You don't have to alter your looks. You're beautiful." He days meeting my eyes again.

I'm about to thank him when Mrs. Calloway yells to us. "Vince, California mind joining the class in the stretches?" I feel myself blush hard stepping back into my assigned spot.

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I meet Trevor and Greg at the library for sixth. We all have a free block so we usually hang in the courtyard but it's really cold outside for November so we hang in the library.

"Trevor!"

"California!" He says miking me making Greg laugh.

"He asked me out!" His face falls slack.

"No he didn't. Did he really?" I roll my eyes.

"Yes duh. Why else would I say he did? We're going out Saturday."

"I thought you we're going o give up on him, what about our conversation on the way to lunch?" Greg asks making sure to see each and every side of the situation.

"That was before he asked me out Greg." This in turn makes him roll his eyes. We sit on the corner of the library that's practically hidden from the librarian. Auron high has a gigantic library. And this corner also happens to be the corner with a bunch of high back, velvet plush chairs that look like they belong in a mansion.

We all three sit and look at one another until Greg says,

"It's a bad idea. You never know what that kids about Cali."

I give him a look telling him he's being crazy. "Greg he's a bad boy, he rides a motorcycle, he smokes weed. He's not a murder."

"You never know Cali. I heard he's a member of the crows." Trevor whispers as if we're being watched.

"The what?" I ask feeling like the sheltered good girl. Cause I am.

"It's a gang. And I heard his whole family was killed. Even his little sister." Greg whispers scooting his chair closer to me and Trevor.

"But Jessica is hi-"

"She's his cousin. I heard he lives with his uncle because his family was killed by an opposing gang."

"You guys are being ridiculous." I say tying to convince myself more than them. In truth I wasn't sure. He did have a cold personality if he got mad but... Could he really be a member of the crows?