The Bad Boy is My Best Nightmare

The Bad Boy and My Best Friend

Hi everyone this is my first fan fiction. hope you like it ill update as much as possible. hope you enjoy!! :)

I sat quietly on the bus, looking out the window at the blonde taking off his bike helmet as he gets off his motorcycle in the school parking lot while my best friend Jess went on about nothing.

"Sutton...Sutton" I snapped out of my stare, "Why are you staring at Dalton again??"!! My best friend Jess asked, "He soo, sooo, eww!"  I only rolled my eyes at her, her and her brother don't have the best of a relationship.

"You're only saying that because he's your brother." I told her as I went back to staring at Dalton seeing a blonde bimbo hanging all over him.  I sighed, I liked Dalton, I liked Dalton a lot but he just didn't ever notice me.

"Sutton snap out of it.." I quickly turned my attention back to Jess, "And maybe I'm saying that because he's my brother, maybe I'm not, but he's a huge piece of shit." I nod my head not wanting to listen to her rambling, again, I just go back to staring at Dalton. Dalton Rapattoni is the bad boy and player of West Boro High, his little sister Jessica Rapattoni is my best friend.

"I guess..." I trailed off, "but he's not all that bad."  I attempted to defend him, I actually don't know Dalton all that well but he needs an advocate.

"You guess?" She scoffed, "Oh yeah, he's not a player, do you not see blondie all over him, he banged her like last week, the day after banging the school slut earlier!" I turned my head to see the blonde still hanging all over him, she makes me sick, how can you just let a boy walk all over you like that?, "And he's such a rebel, the tattoos, the piercings, the gauges, the bike, his permanent record, the fact he's repeating English 2 for the third time, he's 19 and still in high school only because my parents are forcing him to graduate."

"And your point?"  I questioned her, she hated the fact that I had a thing for him, but what best friend wouldn't.  Sure Dalton wasn't the brightest, or the nicest guy I could pick but who could blame me, the whole bad boy aurora intrigued me.

"My point is he's not the guy for you, you're too good for him!"  Jess gave her last ditch effort, neither one of us was going to win this argument.

"What ever you say." I said exiting the bus, chances are that I am too good for him.  Jess always says it's so wrong to like him, but if liking him is wrong, I don't want to be right.