Purposely Tripping The Bad Boy Over | ✓

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen - "Don't Touch Me."
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Avery's P.O.V

"Everyone head on the bus!" Mrs Neale says, ushering everyone onto the yellow bus. I step on and immediately take the seat at the back, placing my bag next to me to save myself from anyone who would want to sit next to me.

I sigh and make sure my sunglasses are sitting perfectly on the top of my head and I tighten my ponytail, letting my brown hair rest on my shoulder.

I am wearing short blue denim shorts and a black singlet and underneath, I am wearing my orange bikini. This bikini is actually my favorite since it has black stripes around the edge of the bikini so yeah, I really like this one.

Since Claire is not in my sport class, I am stuck by myself at the back but I don't mind that much since I like to be by myself most of the time but when I am alone for a long period of time, I begin to get lonely and thats where Claire steps in but sadly, it's just me and my earphones today.

"Okay, before we head off, make sure you all are seated during the ride. It will probably take an hour or so until we reach the beach so yeah, I'm just letting you all know." Mrs Neale says and the students groan when they hear about how long it will take until we get there. I just nod to myself and place my earphones in my ears as the bus starts to move.

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"Come on, I'm hungry!" Peter whines, trying to grab my bag again. I shake my head and laugh, bringing my bag closer to me.

"You should've brought your own food." I say and Peter groans.

Peter is the prankster at school. He is the one that usually makes the teachers pull their own hair out of their heads but on the other hand, he makes the students laugh until tears start to form and your stomach starts to hurt. I have only talked to Peter once or twice but that was only a small conversation but now on the bus, we talk so much more and I don't even know why.

"I did but that fat shit at it all." Peter says, pointing to Terry who was smirking at the blonde next to him. I roll my eyes and push Peter's shoulder.

"You have a mouth." I say and Peter rolls his eyes. Before Peter could say anything, Terry cut in, a smirk on his face.

"Yeah, to suck dick with." Terry says and everyone on the bus breaks into laughter from the joke. Peter glares at Terry and he mouths something to him before turning back to me.

"I am so burying his face into the sand." Peter grumbles and I laugh, shaking my head at him.

"Your so childish."

"You know it, cupcake." Peter says, winking in a flirty way before laughing. I shove him softly before bursting out laughing.

Why can't all people be as funny and cheerful as this guy?

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"Oh my god, we are here!" A girl says, looking out the window as we pull up to the beach. As soon as the bus stops, everyone runs out, screaming and cheering. I grab my bag and walk off the bus after thanking the driver who smiled in reply. Mrs Neale grabs her own bag and tells us to gather in a lage group.

"Before you all run off, we are going to lay down some rules. Number one: stay on this side of the beach. Number two: don't wonder around. Number three: no stupid behavior. Number four: if you need to go to the bathroom or something, notify me first so I know where you are. Number five: no sex on the beach. Who knows what you teenagers do nowadays..." Mrs Neale shakes her head in disappointment. Everyone nods and when Mrs Neale sends us off to the beach, we all start running.