Is IT Love Or Hate?

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Finn POV

I wake up to my brother dumping a thing of water up.
"Get up" he yells.
I slowly sit up to check my phone. Ok who doesn't check their phone right away when they wake up??
7:20?! SHIT!! I'm going to be late for school. I jump into a freezing shower. Then throw on some clothes. At this point I didn't care if they go together. I put my hair into a quick quiff to the right.

As we pull into the school and head to our normal parking spot. Only to have it taken by some pretty attractive girls.
"Hey you new kid! You're in our spot!" I yelled
"Oh I'm sorry that this spot is reserved for assholes, they really should have signs saying reserved"
The blonde fired back at us.
We got out of our car, as they did theirs. So they are the bad girls of their old school? They are like us?
"Maybe you should use your brain. Or is it because you don't have one?" Jack fired at the blonde.
"Honey how do you get a girl with that mouth?" The blonde asked, looking back at her sister.
"The only way you two will ever get laid is if you crawl under a chickens ass and wait" her sister replied, smirking. The blonde  locks her car and they walk away from that argument. We aren't even here for a hour and we are already causing trouble 😂.
When we walk in heads turn to look at us. Yep we are the bad boys of the school. We do some pretty dope shit. And people give us what we want. My brother and I separate to go to class. As I walk into class, I see the brunette from the parking lot. She is sitting in the back, with four empty desks around her. I'll tell you id fuck her, but she hates my guts. So two can play that game. I sit down in the empty desk next to her. The teacher starts to call roll call. As she calls my name the girl looks at me and smirks. I know that smirk, because I do it all the time. She is thinking​ about something bad. Her head shoots back to the front of the room as Rebecca Rose. So that's her name. I kept staring at her, as the teacher was talking about this school year. I schooch the desk over so I'm almost sitting on top of her. I put my hand on her smooth tanned leg and started rubbing up and down. She didn't remove my hand, didn't tell me to stop. Instead she slapped me right across the face. The teacher looks back at us. And yells at us to go to the principal office.
We walk in and the principal automatically looks at me and goes
"What did you do now? It's the first day of school. Your junior year. You and your brother promised me that you wouldn't be in my office this year. Yet he was already in here with one of the new girls"

"I'll tell you this Mr. Apple I was sitting there minding my own business. Paying attention in class, when he kept rubbing his hand on my leg. I kept telling him to stop. I moved his away, but he wouldn't stop, so I slapped him."

She turns and smirks at me.