Bad Reputation

Chapter 1: Bad Reputation

*Faye's P.O.V*

I woke up on Monday morning, and got up to go to school. I walked into my closet, and looked for an outfit. I grabbed really dark blue jeans, with rips, all over them. Then I grabbed a black, off-the-shoulder shirt, and a black leather jacket, with flaps at the top that button down. I grabbed plain black, short, boot heels. Makeup time.

I don't wear any of that cover up, concealer, powder, foundation, shit. I just do eyeshadow, mascara, eyeliner, and sometimes lipstick. I'm just going to do my usual look. Black eyeshadow on the bottom of my eyelid, that blends into a dark brown. I did my eyeliner, and as usual, I winged it out, into a sharp wing, then I put on black mascara. I don't wear fake eyelashes either, those are for other girls. I put some lipstick on, because, why not? I put on my favorite color, a pinkish brownish color. I'm done.

Now time for my hair. I took it out of the messy bun I had it in, brushed it, fluffed it a little, and I'm done. I don't do my hair. Its too long to struggle with, and I like it down.

"Bye mom!" I yelled walking out the door.

I grabbed my black bag, car keys, and got into my car. I put on my music, my Ed Sheeran Divide album CD. I sang along to Shape Of You, while driving to school. I pulled into the school parking lot, and got out of my car.

I saw a bunch of the football players, they were staring at me. As usual. One night. All you have to do is go to one party. I spent one night with them, and bam, there goes my reputation. They lied to the whole school, and of course everyone believed them. So if they won't listen to me, I'll give them what they want, a bad girl.

"Hey baby!" One of them yelled.

I looked over at him and blew a kiss. They all started laughing, and yelling. I smirked and walked into the school. I walked to my locker to put my stuff away, and I saw Shawn. His locker was right next to mine. He looked over at me, when I caught his eye, he looked quickly looked away.

"Do I scare you Mendes?" I smirked.

"What?" He asked, looking at me.

I shut my locker, and leaned on it.

"Do I scare you?" I said again.

"Uh, no. Your just unpredictable." He answered.

"Isn't that a good thing?" I whispered in his ear, and walked away.

*Shawn's P.O.V*

Faye is intimidating, but not to me. She's got a hard outer shell, and she doesn't let anybody in. I want to know what's under that hard shell and bad reputation. She's good somewhere, I just have to find it. I'm friends with her, and we hang out sometimes.

I walked to class, the same class as Faye. I sat down next to her in the back of class.

"Hi Mendes." She said, biting a pen.

"Hey Moon." I replied.

"You look cute." She said looking me up and down.

"Uh, thanks. You look good too." I said.

She smirked, and looked at the teacher.

Okay, so maybe she doesn't know I like her. Maybe she doesn't know that when she calls me cute, it means nothing to her, but makes me feel a little hopeful. But girls like Faye don't go for guys like me. She only gets with bad boys who hurt her. She only likes the boys who break her heart. Boys who make her add to her tally marks on her legs. Yeah, I know about them, but she doesn't know that...

*Faye's P.O.V*

I like Shawn. He doesn't care about how bad I am, or what people say about me. He's nice to me, but I hate it. Why can't he be an asshole like everyone else? Why does he have that smile that makes my knees weak? He's the only person who has ever given me a chance, the only person who believes what I say.

"Mendes. Wanna come to my house after school?" I whispered.

"Yeah. Sure." He smiled.

"Stop it." I said.

"Stop what?" He asked.

"Stop smiling." She replied.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because. It's too cute." She smiled.

"You stop smiling." He teased.

"Why? Hmm, why should I stop smiling Mendes?" She smirked.

"Because, its cute." He smiled.

I punched him in the arm, "Your so cheesy Mendes!" She laughed.

"Isn't that a good thing?" He asked, smirking.

Damn it. Why does he do things like that? It makes him so freaking cute. God, I really hate him sometimes. I can not fall for him. No, I won't fall for him. I can't ruin Shawn. That's what will happen if I fall for him, I'll ruin him. He's too good for me anyway. Besides, he was just making a joke. It's mot like he actually meant it.

*Shawn's P.O.V*

It wasn't a joke. I meant it.