My Bargain With The BadBoy

•• Chapter One ••

Chapter one: The football field 🏈

  "Monroe!" Mrs Sharma called from across the field, she had a sack of footballs over her shoulder. "Laps right now!" She continued. I rolled my eyes, screaming inside, and slowly walked over to the starting line. I was not a sports girl, I didn't do anything remotely athletic EVER.

   I began my laps, trailing behind the girls who had already started, my legs already hurt and I'd done what? Three steps? You see, this is why you shouldn't get someone who has a severe medical problem to run. What is that medical problem you ask? It's called Laziness. If you suffer from it, you can understand the struggle.

   I was about a quarter of half way around the track when I heard the hoots and whistles of the boys football team as they followed the group of girls out front. Thank god. I don't see their obsession, the girls in my group are pretty and everything but they are DEFINITELY not easy. Yes, you heard me... the girls in this high school aren't easy. Shocker.

I put my head down and continued around the track, I was one hundred percent certain that my forehead was glistening - not so beautifully - in the sun. Oh joy. I dragged my forearm across my head and sighed. It. Was. Too. Damn. Hot.

"Don't stop Monroe." I heard someone coo from behind me. I turned around and glared at the creep checking me out, in other words Ryder Moore. He smirked and shamelessly gave me the once over before winking and running back to the centre field.

I took a deep breath before continuing my trek along the track. Being honest, I can't name anyone who hasn't fell head over heels for Ryder other than myself. Honestly, I can't blame them, he is unnaturally good looking buuut... dick is a major part of his personality. I mean, what do I expect? If you don't have it in your pants you might as well make up for it elsewhere.

I stopped at my halfway mark and looked to the centre field where the boys were deep into a game. Tensions were clearly running high as some boys had already started mouthing of to each other. I watched them carefully, naming the three I hated the most. Do you ever find that? You can identify the people you hate more than the people you like.

I noticed Ryder in the middle of the field with the ball in his hand, he waved at me before moving into action, I groaned and continued my walk across the field. One thing I didn't admire, one of the many things I didn't admire, was the fact that the boys were so loud. Without even trying sometimes.

"HEADS UP!" I heard, I turned to see what they were shouting at, it was me. I was confused, but it all made sense when the ball connected with my face and sent me flying into the ground with a sickening slap.

   I groaned and sat up, my vision was blurred and my head hurt like hell. I pulled my hand away and hissed, a little bit of blood, nothing to worry about I'm sure. I stood up with great difficulty, clenching my jaw.

   "Monroe, shit, sorry." I looked at Ryder who was currently rubbing at his neck viciously. Prick. I rubbed my head again and stormed past them. Another thing I don't like, is when people talk to me.

   "HEY MONROE!" I heard, "MONROE!" I ignored them, making my way to the nurses office.

   "Stupid boys, stupid football, stupid Ryder, stupid sport..." I repeated over and over again. The nurses office was ALWAYS packed with teenagers suffering from the "flu". In other words, slaggy girls who are probably pregnant and students trying to get out of a test.

   I know I said that the girls around here aren't easy, but I didn't say that they never opened their legs. MAJORITY OF THEM DID THAT. After a few days or so. The only opposition to that statement was Liliana. The biggest slut in the school.

  Oh, did I mention though... she hates Ryder with a passion. Surprising right? I'm aware that normally the cliche thing is for the coolest girl is supposedly meant to be with the BadBoy. But no, they apparently lived together for a short while when their parents were going out with each other.

   Supposedly, Liliana was a complete pain in the ass. She stayed up all night protesting outside her brothers door because she wanted her phone back. Kept Ryder up all night. He didn't tell me, gossip just spreads fast.

   I walked into the available nurses office and explained the situation. The nurse scoffed and started patching me up, "That Ryder boy is trouble sweetheart. The amount of girls I have had in here simply to cry about him..." she trailed off as if she remembered she was here to do a job. Stay professional right?

   "You don't need stitches. Just stay away from alcohol or anything that could induce a headache." She said softly, "the last thing you want is for that to start throbbing." I giggled, slipping out of the room after quietly thanking her.

   The corridors were silent aside from one or two of the football team moping around. "Hey Monroe!" I heard, internally groaning I forced myself to turn around. "Wait up." He said and jogged up to me.

  "What?" I said bluntly, crossing my arms.

  "I wanted to apologise. I wasn't aiming for your..." he pointed to my head and I nodded, "anyway, are you okay? I didn't cause any permanent damage?" He seemed genuinely concerned. Probably because I would've beat his bitch ass up if he had.

  "No, perfectly fine. Just a bruise." I said quickly. He made a small noise before nodding quickly. "You good now?" I said.

  "Yes. I am." He muttered and walked past me, brushing across my shoulder. Jeez, dick much? First you come up to me concerned that you have caused "permanent damage" and then you mope off and shove me. Well, it felt like a shove. Calm down...

   I scoffed and walked to my next class.

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Eyyyy!!! I'm back!!!! And I tell you, I am loving this chapter myself. It has been a while since I have wrote something and genuinely enjoyed re-reading it, I felt proud to be honest. I hope you guys like it to.

I will update as soon as possible but I don't know when. Normally when I write, I spit ball ideas 💡 as I'm writing 😁 lol!

Alrightyo, have a good day or evening or rest of whatever time zone your in. 😬

Emily xx