Short skirts, buffed up jocks and many more.

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Chapter 2- Short skirts, buffed up jocks and many more.

I stepped into the hallway only to be greeted by the sight of many other girls in their cheerleader uniforms, flipping their perfectly blow dried hair and batting their eyelashes at guys passing by.

God, Is my entire senior year going to go like this? Because with girls like these I'm definitely not going to earn any girlfriends.

Just then, and much to my surprise, a quite normal looking girl introduced herself as Stacey Murray to me. She wore black leather pants and a red crop top. Her hair were tied in a messy bun and I could see the red streaks in her hair stand out. I must say, they looked as good as my blue highlights. With a slight nod, I told her who I was. Hugging and cheek kIsses were not my thIng and by the looks of it, it wasn't Stacey's either . I was glad to have found someone who was quite like me.

"Heard you had a little tiff with Scarlett Roe outside?" said Stacey. She took her name in such a way, it made me laugh. "Yeah, what's with her and that "bad boy" anyways? Some Jake M...".

"Jake Murray?", she questioned. " Yeah that dude. Who is supposedly the hottest guy in class or some bullshit", I added

" Jake Murray, yes he is the hottest guy and he is also my brother", she deadpanned . " Lucky you", I smirked. She slapped my arm and continued with her story," Scarlett has been after him ever since hIs ex cheated on him. But he just doesn't want to date anyone after that heartbreak. He doesn't talk to anybody in class, is always pissed and knows how to get things done".

"Is that why he earned the title of the Bad Boy?"I said.

" Yes. And honey you don't mess with the bad boy", she finished.

Ugh! What is with everyone giving me the same warning? People stop!

" Well you look like the gutsy kinds, so I guess that's why I am warning ya", she answered my unasked question. Well, atleast you got your answer Harper.

" I did take his parking space though", I snickered. "Like I said, gutsy", Stacey said,"What's your first class?".

"English"

"Well then let's get you to class Harper", she chimmed.

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Jeez Yeah I know it's pretty short. Couldn't think of anything else!

Hope you like it.

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