Bad Boy (Brandon Darrow)

Chapter One

*Marie's POV*

"Today, class we will be beginning to work on a project, this project will take 3 to 5 weeks to complete and i have already paired you into partners." Mrs. James stated as she picked up her clipboard. I tapped my pen against my desk as i looked around and made eye contact with a pair of gorgeous blue eyes. "Fricks and Darrow." Mrs. James said and pulled me out of my trance. I looked around and noticed the boy i just held eye contact with walking towards me. Brandon Darrow was our school's bad boy. Everyone knew him and knew of his ways. "Okay, i know how you are, i will not do this project on my own, you will help me and we will pass." I said and crossed my arms over my chest. "Dang, okay, Virgin Mary." Brandon chuckled and raised his hands up in defense. I narrowed my arms at him and closed my notebook. "You know what? Nevermind." I said as i grabbed my bag and the bell rang. "Marie, no wait." Brandon called after me and i turned around and gave him a sarcastic smile. "Oh look, you know my name." I rolled my eyes. "I'm sorry, okay? I'll meet you at your house later tonight." I sighed and nodded. "Okay, but wait for my text and you'll have to come in through the window. My dad is strict." I explained and he nodded. I walked outside and met up with my sister who was waiting in the car. "Why were you talking to Brandon Darrow?" Rowan asked. "Partner on a project." I said and she nodded. "Just be careful with him, he's trouble." She said and i nodded. "I know."

"Bye girls, i love you!" Dad called as he left for work. I pulled out my phone and texted Brandon. I waited twenty minutes and checked my phone again, Brandon had left me on read. I pulled up Brandon's Instagram account and also pulled up his location. I grabbed my bag and opened my window. If Brandon wasn't gonna come to me, i was gonna go to him.

I crouched down and looked through the window in the front and saw a man probably in his forties sitting on the couch, sipping a beer. I stood up and crossed my arms across my chest as i walked to the back and looked in the window. Brandon was laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. I knocked on the window slightly and Brandon looked to the window and narrowed his eyes. "What are you doing here?" Brandon whispered and i gave him a sarcastic smile. "We have work to do. You didn't show up to my house, so i came to you." I stated and tossed my bag on his bed. Brandon rolled his eyes but helped me in anyway. "Okay, what do you want to do this project about?" I asked as i pulled out my notebook. Brandon shifted his position and knocked over a lamp that was sitting on his bedside table. "Hide." He said to me and shoved me into his closet. I watched as his bedroom door opened and his dad ran in. "What the hell?" He snapped loudly and i flinched into the wall. "Get out of my room." Brandon spat and i looked through the slits in the door. His dad was walking towards him and Brandon repeated himself and shoved him towards the door. His dad grabbed him by the arms and shook him. I bit my lip so i wouldn't say anything as i watched him slap Brandon. "Don't ever touch me again." His dad spits and walks out, laughing. I open the door slightly and see Brandon breathing heavily as he picks up a stuffed frog that was laying on the table. Brandon tossed the frog to the bed and opened the window. I don't need anymore of a sign and i grab my bag. "I'm a bad guy, Marie. Stay away from me." Brandon whispered as he held my shoulders. His face was inches away from mine and i could feel his warm breath on my face. I climbed out the window and looked back at him. "I don't believe that, Brandon." I whispered back and closed the window.