Bad Girl Bad Boy

Seven: 'who died, and made you such a bitch!'

I met up with Ned on my porch steps. "Riles! I missed you so much!" he scooped me up in a bear hug. "My poor riley. Have you lost weight? You should eat more." "Ya let's just go before you turn even more dramatic.

We were now sitting in the park sipping our lattes and making fun of weird ducks.

The good thing about Ned, is that he could sense the mood and he knew when to joke around and when to not. "you ok riles? You're getting a little lost in thought there." I looked over at him and shrugged.

Ned had warm brown eyes. The kind of ones that would make you open up your heart to them. I was never able to hide anything from him. He was like my diary. "I'm fine, I guess" "liar" he immediately replied.

I let out a chuckle and looked at the pond.

"I miss her too, you know." He said after a while. "She was a pain in my butt. But I loved her. But I was never close to her, like I am with you. It's a weird life." He smiled sadly.

"Come on. Let's get back. The jet lag just hit me like a damn truck." He got up and pulled me with him in one swift move.

Ned and I walked back home and I said goodbye to my hot, but very gay friend. In weird ways, I had missed him. I would never tell him that tho. It would be too much for his ego.

By the time I reached home, it was 9 in the night and my parents were still not home. There was left over pasta in the fridge that I was about to scarf down and I was too tired to actually make anything. After a romantic dinner with my television, I decided to head up for bed.

It had been a long day and I just wanted to fall into bed. I finished my nightly duties and got under covers with my phone.

It was around 12 in the night when my phone binged with a text message. It was an unknown number and I opened it.

Sorry.

That's all it said. One word, two syllables. I could guess who it was. I didn't care anymore. I locked my phone and tried to fall back to sleep and let exhaustion take over.

*

Morning came too early for my liking and my alarm blared next to my ear. I could hear my mom blending smoothies in the kitchen. I got dressed in my denim shorts and my lose grey t-shirt with my motorcycle boots. I brushed through my hair and bounded down the stairs after grabbing my bag.

"Morning honey." My mom smiled at me and dad was engrossed in his paper. "Morning guys. "I took my French toast and gulped down my smoothie. Clearly the pasta from last night had done nothing for my hunger.

I was still chewing my French toast when I pulled up at school. After getting out, my eyes locked with a certain green eyed person who was leaning on his bike and chatting with a couple of guys. I cleared my face of any emotion and slammed my door shut. Walking through the doors, I stopped in front of my locker.

I was pulling my books out, when I felt a person behind me. Luca. I ignored him and continued with my books. When I was done, I shut my locker and turned around with an exasperated sigh. He was too tall and had an intimidating effect on me. But I wasn't going to shy away. "You have any more insults for me this fine morning? Well I don't have time for them now. I have to get to class." he signed and looked down at me,

"Would you just listen? You always have a snarky reply, isn't it?" I had lost my remaining patience, "get out of my way. I'm late for class." "Class doesn't start for another 15 minutes." I pushed past him with my shoulder and started walking away, "well then, learn to take a damn hint." I turned the corner and walked off.

Lunch was normal. I couldn't see Ned anywhere, so maybe he slept in. I was sitting with Beth, Ariana and some of our other friends. They were yapping away and I was fidgeting with my hoop earring while finishing my Dan Brown. After I finished reading, I pushed my tray away and began to get up. "Guys, I'm going to head to the library to return the book." "Wait riley. I'm coming too." I knew Beth hated reading; maybe she wanted to talk to me about something. "Sure. Let's go."

As soon as we stepped outside, Beth yanked me beside the door. "oh my god did you see Luca today?? He looks so damn hot. Rach was all over him, but he didn't even talk to her. He just smiled and walked away. And he was so cute yesterday. He's a total gentleman. he was really listening to what I was saying, unlike so many of the guys that I've gone out with. I genuinely like him riles. Maybe... Maybe he can, you know," I had never seen her blush like that before. Maybe she really liked that piece of shit.

"That's really great Beth, I'm happy for you, even though I hate his guts." "Well, get along with him. I plan to keep this one around." I chuckled and removed her hand. "Okay, now I really have to go, or that damn librarian is going to fine me again. Bye Beth."

While I was returning the book, I couldn't get over the fact that Beth actually liked the shithead. Usually, she was the hump and dump type. This time was different. I didn't like the idea. The thought of the both of them together, made my stomach uneasy.

*

The rest of the week blew by fast. Ned got back to school and I avoided all traces of Luca that I could. I would tread on light feet and the last day of the week, I had had enough.

I was at my locker when I felt a presence behind me. I had a sense of déjà vu.

"Go away Luca. Not in the mood to put efforts into ignoring you." He held my forearm and turned me around. "you listen to me, and you listen good. I have been on my damn toes for days. It's not like you aren't at fault here. You were as mean to me, as I was to you. I'm only here to say sorry and you..." I cut him off and pulled my arm free from him. "why don't you take that fake apology and shove it up your ass?" my dam of self-control had burst and I couldn't keep it in anymore..

"You know what, you're a wimp. You can't face your mistakes then don't do them. Stop fucking up in the first place. And don't you dare touch me. You know what, don't even breath the same air as me." I saw a flash of hurt in his eyes, but I was way past caring. I was about to continue, but he cut me off, "stop it riley. I am not a wimp. I just wanted to apologize before you started fuming in my face. Get over yourself."

He let out a breath of air and looked me dead in the eyes. "Honestly! Who died and made you such a sour bitch?"

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drama drama drama *sips tea*

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