Six Months With Mr.Bad Boy

17. Friday isn't the best day of the week.

Chapter seventeen: Friday isn't the best day of the week.

**Arianna's POV**

The week went by uneventful, as expected. Tomorrow is my date with Tyler which makes today Friday, and always the best day of the week. I sat up, reach for my phone that was on my desk beside my bed. I typed my password; which is princess and clicked on the message app and type a message to my bff.

'Morning my bff. I'm comming over after school k:)' Ari at 6:52am.

'Morning to u 2 my bff. Ok you can come over:-)' Tiff at 6:55am.

I get up out of bed smiling, and went to the bathroom. I hop into the bathtub happily singing 'Singing in the shower' by Becky G.

You light me up inside,

Like the fourth of July,

Whenever you're around I always seem to smile,

And people ask me how,

well you're the reason why,

I'm dancing in the mirror Singing in the shower.

I sang the tune nodding my head to the beat carelessly.

Dancing in the mirror,

Singing in the shower,

I finished and walked into my room with a towel around body, still singing when I saw someone. Tyler.

"Tyler what are you doing in my room!" I yelled. Oh my god. It's a lucky thing I'm in a towel. This is the second time he's doing this. No third. "You have got to learn how to knock if you want to live peacefully in this house" I told him angrily.

"I knocked" he defended himself. But that is really a very poor answer.

"Did you hear any answer" I ask.

"No"

"Then don't come in then" I say in an obvious tone.

"Ok. Wont happen again. I'm scared'a you girl"

"You wouldn't have to be if you learn to knock"

"Note taken"

"So why are you in here?" I asked. It must be a reason why he's in here.

"Nothing really I just wanted to see you. And boy did I succeed" he said staring at me like I'm a juicy apple. And although I'm in a towel I feel extremely naked.

"You do realize it's a school morning right?" I asked.

"Yeah- so..." he answered like it doesn't matter.

"So I have to get ready and I can't really get ready with you in here, now can I?"

"Of course you can"

"How"

"Just drop your towel, put on some clothes and bam! you're finish" he shrugged. Is he for real.

"You've already seen me naked what else do you want?"

He came closer, and closer, and closer until he had me pinned up against the wall. My breath hitched in my throat and I'm sure I'm now as red as a tomato.

He leans over towards my lips and whisper "see you tomorrow at 5" and left. What the fuck did he just do? He got me all nervous and fired up awaiting his lips and all he did was just whisper? Tyler thinks he's so smart, well we'll see about that.

I really wanted to kiss him, I mentally pout until my head turn and my eyes lock vision with my clock. Fuck its 7:49. I only have 11 minutes to get ready and go to school. Shit. Fuck you Tyler.

I quickly dragged on a normal, simple white blouse, denim short shorts and black and white converse. I brushed my hair into a messy high ponytail grabbed my bag and phone and ran downstairs.

"Morning sweetie, want some breakf-

"Morning mom, sorry I can't eat I'm super late for school, love you bye" I yell running out.

"Bye love you too" she shouts back.

I ran outside and into my car. I start the engine and drove out the drive way.

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"Ms. Richards, you're late again" said Mr. Jacobs. Yes I'm late again because of Tyler.

"Yes Mr. Jacobs I am late again"

"You know what to do, get on with it" he said. By now everyone is silently laughing.

"No"

"What"

"I said no"

"Ms. Richards, I am your teacher and you'll do as I say now go on your kne-"

"Yes I agree you are my teacher which is supposed to teach me. Not my parents who are supposed to punish me. I have been doing this since the seventh grade, entertaining you in front of the whole class, well let me inform you, I am not a comedy show. I am sick and tired of you Mr. Jacobs and I will not go on my knees because you are not God" I had to let it all out. Do you blame me? I have been doing this since the seventh grade and I have been late infinity times multiple that by four years.

Everyone stops laughing and is staring at me. This is the first time I'm talking back to a teacher. I am sorry no more miss goody-two-shoe. Mr. Jacobs has strike my last nerve.

I stand corrected, Fridays aren't always the best day of the week.

I guess that hit Mr. Jacobs hard because instead of saying something harsh all he says is "ok then take a seat" and boy am I glad.

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