Boyfriends, Bad Boys And Bullshit

Chapter 1 - Emilia's PoV

A cliché as it is, it all starts with a dance. The moment you fall into the arms of another, stare miles into their eyes, and fall in love.

The way I figure it everyone had their guardian angel. And I don't mean some dead dude dressed in a long dress with a golden halo stuck to his head. I mean just generally l people almost. Maybe even some guy you met in the street who eventually in five years will be there when you need them. Maybe someone who died and is now watching over you helping every day. The only problem is I think mine got lost in the post.

Strutting through the halls to my locker I couldn't help but look around for him, shouldn't he be here by now? It feels like we've been drifting apart lately, nothing's the same as it used to be.
I've known Dylan since we were two. Our mums had been best friends and it was only natural for us to get together.

"BOO!" Jumping a good 12 inches I turn around to see no other than my best friend Harper.

"Emilia" she screams whilst hugging me, I wrap my hands around her, squeezing tightly. Harper and I never started out as friends, in fact we were quite the opposite. We both did hockey together and were complete rivals being two of the best on the team. Long story short we bonded over our love of chicken nuggets and became best friends,that pretty much sums up our friendship. Ever since then we did everything together and had hardly spent a second apart.

"Harper! How are you!" I ask
"I am so good! You know that party last Friday?"
I nod, indicating for her to go on.
"Well me and Archiee..."
"Omg you naughty girl" I laugh, going in for a high five.

Then there he was, the school bad boy Xander Webster. He's probably got with at least half the school, rumours about his hook ups have been circulating the halls for as long as I can remember.

"How fit is he, I would totally tap that" Harper whisper/shouted to me as he passed us.
"I'd rather not get an STI, thank you."
Ignoring me whilst still in her trance she stares wistfully until he was out of sight.

Xander Webster. Xander was the typical year dickhead and fuckboy every school seems to have. Even in nursery Xander seems to live off attention. He was the kid who'd put whoopee cushions on teachers chairs and glued coffee mugs to desks.

"How could you not want a slice of that cake, I worry about you Em." Harper sighs.
The bell blares through the crowded hallways, talk about saved by the bell. Haha, I love myself.

Walking arm in arm we navigate ourselves to business class. Taking the desk nearest to the back as possible we both collapse into the chairs.
"Right class" professor drones on "I know your all so enthusiastic about a new term but remember the holidays is only a few months away.Your project for the next term is to create a business with the following partner" I zoned out while he listed all the partners until and heard my name. "Emilia and..." I was hoping to get partnered with Harper but to my utter disappointment "Xander", I thought I had the worst partner until I heard "Harper and Izzie" I had to stop my self from laughing resulting in my belting out that half snort thingy. It can't get much worse than being partnered with the school slut and fuckboy, typical us.

"Right class" Sir says as he finished listing out names, "this project will count as 50% of your final grade, so no slacking. I'll let you get into your pairs and start planning now." And with that he sits back down and puts his feet up.
With a loud sigh I make my way over to Xander's desk where his head is face down on top of his arms. I poke him.
"lol, you dead?" I say in a continuous poking pattern.

Slowly he lifts his head up, whilst awkwardly stretching then looks at me. What the heck did he just take a nap at 9:30am in the morning? Well I'm in no place to judge but.
Sliding into the seat next to him, as I get out my stuff from my bag I decide to start in the planning out the idea.
"So I thought we could meet up after school to work on the project"
"Whatever" he groans as he grabbed my phone off the table, i watched as he added himself to my contacts and text himself."I'll text you when I'm free" he sighed as he slouched back over the table. The bell rang and chemistry flew by.

Me and Harper left the classroom and entered the courtyard. I almost spat out my chocolate milk when I saw my boyfriend talking to her. HER. "That bumhole" I cried as I made my way through the crowds to them. "What the heck do you think you're doing!" I screamed at Dylan. A crowd gathered circulating us.