The Bad Boys Laugh

Chapter Eight

Shonn Hunters

"Get out."

Well that wasn't exactly what I expected.

"What the fuck?"

Her face contorted into anger and pointed at her door.

"Are you dull? Get the fuck out of my room. "

Standing up so I could look directly at her instead of just sideways because we were both just sitting on the bed, she stood up too. Pointing at the door rather annoyingly, I slapped her fingers down, making her hotter than hell pissed off face get angrier.

This girl has seriously gotten me wrapped around her finger, even if she doesn't understand it in the least. "I just told you I wasn't going to have you as a challenge anymore."

Pushing me, her eyes filled with tears, she moved her head off to the side to try and contain herself. And whenever she looked back at me, the anger was back and making me shift where I was standing.

What was she so pissed off about? Shouldn't I be the one who had tears filling in their eyes? I mean, I'm the one who just got told to get out of the only girls room I have ever thought about liking, even if I wouldn't admit it. "Dude, just get out."

She was hardly the normal teenage 'OMG LETS DO THIS' girl. I could give her that. Perhaps that's why I wanted her to be a challenge in the first place, she was more like a guy than a chick.

And no, that does not mean I am attracted to the male gender.

It means that the girls who just did everything I would expect were just to be expected. And whenever I first layed eyes on the girl who looked as if she were going to start balling right on the spot now, I couldn't help but think she was going to be mine, one way or another.

Flashback

"I seriously have no intention of going over to your fiances house Chad. She probably has some weird ass sibling that wants to get in my pants."

Chad smirked, as if he had some hilarious inside joke going on inside his head. What was it that he wasn't telling me?

That's the way of Chad, he always was sneaky and manipulative. Its kind of how I befriended his brother Emmanuel. They lived a state over, but I had gotten drunk off of my ass when I was twelve, and somehow ended up four hours from my house. I had found myself in a bar, where I met an Emmanuel running for his life, and trying to hide from somebody.

Whenever he told me it was his pissed off brother who he had just spray painted his entire truck, I decked him across the head for his stupidity, soon realizing that it was a daily thing for the both of them.

Emmanuel had to get a buzzcut the day before because his brother shaved right down the middle of his hair whenever he was high off of his ass, completely unaware of all of his surroundings.

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"You cant be serious." I basically moaned whenever we pulled in the small houses parking lot. These people were obviously not made of money like myself and Chad. The cute little gardening ornaments all around their home making me want to gag.

"They're like middle class. You could get so muc-" He shut me up by punching my shoulder in anger, and got out of the car, obviously pissed off.

I'm an asshole, so why should I apologize?

Opening his old fashioned, yet with a nice year car, I ran up the steps past Chad, and pulled the door open. "Its Shonn bitches!"

Seeing that it was a middle aged man with a wife sitting beside him, and a girl I had to guess was Chads fiance, the blush that would find most people in embarrassing situations never fell onto my face. I just didn't get embarrassed.