Wrapped

Chapter 3

I walked off the stage and took a glance at my schedule. I looked over at Jason. He was already sitting with the players. Typical. A couple of girls walked over to me. One looked like the biggest whore the school ever knew. She was tall, thin, and blond. 'Sassy' was written across her fake face. The other one looked like a Barbie. Always smiling.

"Listen, I know you're new, so let me make this clear. I'm Ashley." Said the whore. "And that," She pointed to the badboy neighbor of mine. "Is Kyle. He's mine. Stay away from him or you'll regret it."

"And if I don't stay away?"

"You'll regret it." She smiled.

"What are you gonna do to me that will affect me so much? I want you to stay away from me."

"And if I don't?"

"Your body will be in the woods like the bítch you are." And with that, I fake smiled and walked away from them. Barbie's mouth open wide in shock. I passed the players and Kyle was sitting on the far end. I walked passed and he slapped my a$$.

"Whoo!"

"Slap it again. I dare you." I glared.

"Oh come on, baby! Come here and I will!"

The principal walked out and left a movie on. I smirked and walked over to him, and sat on his lap facing him. I whipped my hair over to the right side of my face. And was inches away from his lips. My hands on the either side of is face. I pulled his face towards mine and went to his ear. My voice was seductive and sexy.

"I don't like players. Makes me feel cheap. Plus I won't go between you and your girlfriend, Ms. Whore Face over there. Come near me with your player words and make Flirty gestures towards me and your life will be fúcked to the core of héll. See you around." I got off his lap, winked at him and swayed my hips out of the auditorium towards the bathroom.

KYLE'S POV: (Didn't expect this did ya?;) )

What the fúck just happened? My jaw dropped in awe.

"Dude, you are the biggest player in this school. And guess what?" Said my best bud, Dylan.

"The player got played!" Yelled my other pal, Haydyn.

"Shut the fúck up bro!" I slapped his arm.

"Ow!" He yelped.

"Hey, Jason!" He looked at me. "Your sisters hot."

He punched my arm. "Yeah I know, but she made it very clear she doesn't like players. One of the reasons we don't talk much anymore."

"Really?"

"Yup."

"What happened with your family that affected her?"

"Fúcking Dad left us and Mom is in London working for fashion. She sends money here every week. About $50 thousand for each of us to do what we please. So I decided to get every girl I could get to feel the hole in my life and she feels perfectly fine. She always hated Dad, I don't know why. And Mom abused her when she was little so she became the popular diva at our old school."

My eyebrows shot up. Popular diva. I love bad girls.

A/N: Yup. In love with this story!! Word Count: 542 <3
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