Game on Bad Boy {DISCONTINUED}

1. We Have Bad Chemistry

And when she walks,

All the wind blows and the angels sing.

She'll never notice me!

She's the girl all the bad boys want!

- 'Girl All The Bad Boys Want' : Bowling For Soup

Ch. 1 - We Have Bad Chemistry

I propped my head up with my fist and continued taking notes, my pen scribbling across the page faster than my other peers. I let out an appreciative sigh as Mr. Falton clicked to the next slide of the PowerPoint and the screen came up black.

Falton seemed disappointed, almost as though he wanted our arms to fall off from writing so many notes. Of course, half the people in this class didn't bother to take any at all.

Behind me, I could hear them talking, whispering, chattering. About Kane Grayson's party tonight no doubt. Not only were Kane's parties known for being huge and wild but they were also known for their endless amount of booze. Sex too.

Just what the 'popular crowd', who sat behind me, loved and lived for. The cheerleaders in all their perky butt, big breasted, sluttish glory. The football players, with their idiotic grins and grabby hands. Then, of course, there was Diesel Arlex, a sphere of his own. Like the Hugh Hefner of our school. Renown playboy, charmer, and bad boy. Gag me.

I heaved a sigh of relief as the bell rang and left the room, burdened by my many books as I hadn't been able to get to my locker all day. I felt like the hunchback of Notre Dame. Thank God It's Friday.

At my metal death trap that liked to crush my fingers on occasion, while I was putting away and switching out my books, a familiar voice rose above the din of the hectic hallway.

"This is called a walkway for a reason idiots! Now walk your asses away!"

I turned to see my best friend, Brynn, looking thoroughly annoyed as she attempted to shove through the kids crowding the halls.

When she finally did make it over to me, she leaned against the locker next to mine dramatically and placed the back of her hand against her forehead.

"I swear navigating these hallways are like herding cattle."

I snorted, exchanging my History textbook for my Literature and Chemistry.

"What would you know about herding cattle, city girl?"

"I know it's goddamn hard and looks dirty. Like porn. TV has taught me many things."

I rolled my eyes playfully and closed my locker.

"So Kane's party..."

I looked over at her.

"Yeah? What about it?"

Brynn suddenly seemed captivated by the dried up gum stuck to the locker two doors down from mine.

"Brynn?"

She suddenly set her jaw and I recognized it to be her determined look. I was suddenly scared beyond belief.

"We're going to the party. Brynn has declared it."

I gaped at her.

"You're serious? You actually want to go to this sex fest? Do you want chlamydia or AIDS?!"

She rolled her Bambi brown eyes and spoke again.

"This is going to be the party of the year, we can't just skip it! Nope, you're coming. Don't make me go alone. "