The Playgirl

Chapter 4

Of course I beat Ryder. I'm the Queen. But, he's my best competitor. The only person who can keep up with me. I like that... 

I was just pulling up to school, when a light grey Lamborghini pulled up next to me. 

"Oh my fucking fuckers! Ashton is that you?" I shouted once the car owner stepped out.

"Stephanie?" He shouted back astonished. He ran over to me and engulfed me in a bear hug. 

"Where are the rest of the guys?" I asked after we reluctantly released each other.

"We'll were all here now. Mum wanted to move, and I wouldn't leave without them, so she talked to Brenda, and she let them come!" 

"Ash. That didn't answer my question. I knew if you were here they would be too. Where are they?" I asked again.

"You better be talking bout us!" A familiar voice called from behind me. I quickly turned around to see my bestest friends. 

"Sebastion! Leonard! God I've missed you guys!" I shrieked throwing my hands around both of them.

"Kitten, we've missed you too!" Sebastian smirked. "So, where's the boyfriend that we have to beat up?"

"Ha ha. And are we seriously back to pet names, cause I've still got a few of my own."

"Kitten, he's serious. With that body of yours, every guy here would have to be gay not to go after you." Leonard piped up. I looked down at my outfit. I was wearing some washed out skinny jean with a floral crop top and jean jacket. I rolled my eyes. Gotta love these idiots...

Let me explain. All of our mothers are models. They've been best friends since they first became models, and they all wanted to have kids around the same time. They were really close too. Ashton is the oldest. His birthday is two weeks before Leonard's birthday, which is a 5 days before Sebastian's. Of course, I'm the youngest, who was born a month after Sebastian. But being the youngest, means I get to boss them around, and when push comes to shove, play the younger girls card. Keeps me out of a lot of trouble.

"Kitten, we talked to the secretary, and asked for exact copies of your schedule. She looked shocked, but gave them to us anyways. So, you can show us around school!" Leonard spoke again.

"Yippe!" I sarcastically cheered. Earning a not so light punch in the arm from each of them.

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"Mrs. Edwards, I see you have found some friends just as bad as you." Mr. Howard commented. "I guess that means you have three people to walk with you to Mrs. Jones."

I smirked. "Thanks for noticing. I've trained them well, don't ya think?" I asked as I led them out the door. 

"Martha! I'm here!" I shouted.

"Stephanie! I'll page Mrs. Jones." Martha grinned.

"Martha, I would like you to meet The Power Puff Girls." I teased. "This is Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup. Girls meet Martha."

"I'm sorry, you' have to excuse her!" The three of them said at the same time. God I hate when they do that. Martha laughed, as they introduced themselves.

"Stephanie? Is that you?" Mrs. Jones called. "Of course it is. C'mon in!"

"Mrs. Jones, I would like you to meet the Three Stooges. Ashton, Leonard, and Sebastian." I quickly pointed them each out.

"Hello! Okay, here's what gonna go down. Don't get in any more trouble. Don't do drugs, don't get Aids. Are we done with this topic? Great!" Mrs. Jones rushes. She then turns to me. "He stood me up!" She wails.

This may take a while.

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Ryders POV

All day, I've had to watch Stevie prance around with those three guys. Its so aggravating. At P.E they played a game of football, and when I went and asked if I could join, they all stepped in front of her to tell me to get lost. Do they know who I am?

"Ryder, baby? What do you say, we go have some fun in the janitors closet?" Some slut asked. She was currently straddling me. How the hell did I not notice this?!?

"Nah. I've gotta go!" I stood up and placed her on the ground."I knew that Stevie had Study hall for the last period, and I was planning on talking to her then. 

"Ryder!" She pouted. I didn't even look back. I had a plan.

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Stephanie's POV

"Guys, I swear to G.T.A. stop!" I shrieked backing away from the three extremely buff guys slowly walking towards me. I had two options. One, I could stay, and take the consequences, or I could run. Who wants to face consequences? 

I took off down the hall, with the boys right on my tail. I bumped into something. Or better yet, someone. 

Before I could fall, I felt eight arms on me.

Ashton, Leonard, Sebastian and Ryder had all caught me.

"Damn guys, I'm fine!" I muttered when they didn't let go.

"Hey Stevie, I was wandering if we could talk?" Ryder asked.

"Actually, she cant." Sebastian seethed.

"And why not?" Ryder growled.

"Because," Aston stepped in, "She leaving with us."

Ryder smirked. "Oh really? Cause it looked like she was running from you guys"

Ashton stepped into Ryder's personal space. "Look man, I already told you. She can't talk. So why don't you fuck off?"

I sighed, before pulling Ashton back. "Ryder, I suggest you go, because there's only one of me, and three of them." I warned.

"Well, here's a bright idea. Why don't you come with me?" He tried again.

"Okay, obviously you are not understanding me. Meet my three best friends. All black belts and undefeated street fighters. You know those petty fights you have in front of school? They're nothing compared to what they can do. Now, please leave, before I decide not to hold them back." I tried to make myself very clear. 

"Fine. But under one condition." He smirked.

"One condition my ass! Yo-" Ashton snapped.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"A date." He answered without hesitation. I had a plan. Ignoring the protests from behind me, I agreed.