^oh my gosh it makes me so mad when THE FUCKING SHEET COMES OFF AND DON'T MIND MY PALE LEG and i hope you do zoom in on my leg to see if it's hairy. and in case you couldn't tell.. it is.
bad boy imagine😏
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you stood by the front doors of the school, talking to your friends. you heard the sound of tires screeching, as did everyone else. everyone looked out to the drive way of the school, seeing a jeep speed into the parking lot, taking up to parking spots.
everyone stared, waiting to see who would step out. you seen and guy step out of the jeep. he was wearing black skinny jeans, a black leather jacket over a black t shirt, with black vans. a pair of sunglasses hid his eyes. his hair was slicked up into a quiff.
his skin was tan and his body looked toned. even through the layers of black clothing.
he walked through the parking lot, catching the attention of the other students who watched. he wore a small smirk on his face. he moved his tongue across his teeth, then going back to the same smirk.
he stepped up the stairs, walking closer to your direction. he stood in front of you and your friends.
"excuse me (ladies/guys)." he said with the smirk that seemed to never leave his face. he brought his hand up to his face, taking of the sunglasses and putting them at the neck of his v neck t shirt.
you moved to the side, not taking your eyes off of him. he kept his on you as he walked inside the school building.
you walked inside the school building. you followed behind him, seeing where he was going. office probably.
he walked inside the office and you walked by the door, standing by the side, listening.
"grayson dolan, i'm guessing." you heard the office lady ask.
"that would be me." you heard a deep voice reply. you imagined the smirk plastered on his lips.
"you can wipe that smirk right off, mr. dolan, you aren't fooling anyone. just making a bad first impression." she said.
"oh i think that i've given a pretty good impression so far. just ask the snoopy (girl/boy) who's standing by the door." he said.
you slowly walked into the office, sarcastically smiling.
"(y/n), you're being extremely rude to our new student. get out before i give you another detention this week." the office lady told.
you mentally rolled your eyes turning around.
"ah," you heard her say, signaling you to stop. you turned back around. "the least you could do is show mr. dolan around." she said.
grayson stood there with his same smirk.
"right." you said, walking out of the office, him following behind.
"so are you like the schools bitch or something?" grayson asked.
"excuse me?" you asked.
"well, you just seem like one."
"wow, thanks." you relied, sarcastically.
"you're welcome." he replied. you stopped at your locker.
"aren't you going to show me around first? wow. how rude of you. i guess i'm just going to have to give you another detention...this week." he said, mocking the office lady. you scoffed.
"funny." you said, putting in your combination. you began to feel something tracing up your thigh. you looked down seeing grayson's finger tracing up your thigh.
"get off, pervert." you scoffed. "you may have been the stoner fuck boy that could seduce anyone at your last school, but it's not gonna work with me. so just back off." you said slapping his hand away.
he chucked. "whatever. i'll find someone else to show me around. maybe then i'll get a better first day welcome." he said backing up and walking away.
you walked to your class sitting down in a seat, waiting for the class to begin.
about fifteen minutes after the class had started, grayson barged in.
"uh, sorry sir. i-i got lost." grayson stuttered.
"for fifteen minutes?" mr. jeffrey asked.
"it's a big school." grayson said.
"tell that to lipstick stains on your face." mr. jeffrey said. grayson's jaw clamped shut. his eyes seemed to be darker.
"take a seat," grayson walked towards the back, winking st you as he walked by. "you may expect me to be nice because you're new, but i'm not going to be." mr. jeffrey spoke.
"but in the meantime...glad you're making friends so soon." he said, turning around and continued teaching.
you turned around looking at grayson. his lip was trapped between his teeth. he winked, letting go of his lip. you rolled your eyes turning around, waiting for the class to end.
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you along the side of the school building, toward the sidewalk. you walked home from school, because you had no car.
you felt your body get pushed against the wall of the school. you furrowed your eyebrows.
"what the hell?!" you said. grayson had pinned you against the wall. you tried pushing him off, but he was stronger.
"shh." he said, putting his head into your neck. "what you did this morning...don't ever talk to me like that again. got it, baby?" he whispered into your ear. you could feel his breath against your neck.
you let out a breath of air. you felt his lips attach to your neck, as he sucked at your skin. he began to bite at your skin. "got it?" he asked, sounding meaner this time.
you slowly shook your head yes, confused and surprised at what was happening.
"good. see you tomorrow, baby." he smirked walking away.
