The Proper Girl

Chapter 1

Miranda's pov

I hate this stupid boarding school. I hate being here and told to be proper and pretty. All I want is my truck and my muddy boots. I slide out of those stupid high heels and rub my ankles. "I hate this place." I mutter as my roommate Danielle walks in. "That's not the right attitude to win most proper." "Screw that. I don't give a damn about being proper." I say annoyed. "Stop that foul language or I'm gonna have to report you!" "God dammit, Danielle you're such a goody two shoes proper priss!" She laughs. "Thank you." I roll my eyes.

*later*

I stare out the window. Tonight everyone is going to the stupid proper awards. I don't care about them. I never win anything so I don't see the point. "Someday I'll get out of this hell hole." I whisper before closing my eyes.

Jason's pov

I hid in the bushes as the blue lights flashed by. I laugh softly to myself. "As always, score one for Aldean." I walk back out to the main road and realize. "Holy shit! I'm lost!" Damn. Now what do I do? I start walking and come across a really fancy building. What the? I read the sign. "Mrs. Pickins boarding school for girls." Ooh. A boarding school for girls? Hm, something tells me there's a lot of lonely girls in there, looking for a man's touch. I sneak in through an open window. "Stupid folks don't know how to lock windows." I was walking and found a room where probably all the girls are. Damn. I'm not getting laid tonight then. I explore the rest of the rooms. All empty. I could stay here for the night. Head back home tomorrow. I sneak to the nearest door. "Let's see what's behind door number 2." The door opens silently. To my shock, there's a girl laying there. Why isn't she with the others? I shrug it off.

Miranda's pov

I heard the floor creak. I slowly sit up rubbing my eye. "Danielle?" I mumble, blinking the sleep from my eyes. "I ain't no girl." I spin around suddenly wide awake. "Who-" "Before you freak and kick me out, I'm not some psycho serial killer or nothin'. Just a guy runnin' wild and free with no destination in mind." My eyes go wide. "No rules? Nothing holding you down?" I gasp. He raises an eyebrow confused. "Yeah." He says, slowly. I shakily stand up.

Jason's pov

Uh.... Maybe I made a mistake. Maybe she's been too long without a guy. "Take me with you!" My eyes go wide. "What?! No way!" "Please! This place is torture! I hate being a proper girl! I wanna get back to my four wheeler and boots! Please!" Huh? "You're... A country girl?" "Of course I am! Can't you tell?!" She pauses for a second. "Don't answer that." She adds quickly. "What are you even doing here then?" "I was forced to go here after my parents died." Oh jeez. "I can't just take you with me! I'm already runnin' from the cops as it is!" "Please! I'm begging." I sigh and glance at the door.

Miranda's pov

"Ok but on one condition." He says, looking back at me. "Anything!" I gasp, shocked. Escape is only seconds away. "We crash here for the night and leave tomorrow. I'm exhausted." What??! "But we can't! Everyone is gone now! We need to go now!" "Take it or leave it princess. I've been runnin' all night. I'm beat." I sigh. "Fine but you'll be able to get me out tomorrow?" He smiles. "I promise." He says, walking over. I back up to the wall. "What are...." "It's been a long time since I've felt a woman's touch." My eyes go wide. "You're perfect." Huh? "Perfect? What are you talking about?" "Country girls are the best girls." He says, sitting beside me. I'm shaking. "Ya see darlin'. I'm the countriest hillbilly you'll find anywhere." I like the idea of being with a country boy. They're usually raised right with good morals. I don't have to worry. "What happened to your parents?" I ask. "No way. I'm not tellin' you that." "Ok." He sure is mysterious. "Better get some shut eye princess. Tomorrow we'll be the wildest ride of your young life." I'm nervous and super excited.