Good Girls Love Bad Boys

Chapter Two

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Tuesday

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--{{Lisa's POV}}--

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Those principals suck.

As to avoid this happening we have to spend an hour with each other everyday, to do study etc.

Like I want this dick near me?! Gross!!

The up side is that they organised three times a week during classes, twice after school (to not muck up our co-curricular sport and their trainings).

Our parents agreed to organise an hour on Saturday and Sunday.

"This blows" I muttered under my breath, earning a glare from the headmaster.

It started today 6th period. I dreaded the fact that I had to go near him. I walked across the road to his school.

It was a maze.

I finally found the library, he was sitting at the back, with his head on the desk. I groaned. Ugh. Whyyyy.

He looked up at me a sent me a disgusted glare.

"Couldn't you have worn anything less slutty" he said sarcastically. I looked down at my uniform. Nothing was wrong with it. It was above my knee, that's it. 

Bloody Nun Uniform. BNU.

"Coming from you, man-whore" I mumbled.

"Look" he said firmly "I don't like this anymore than you do, so just let me see your boobs an I'll be on my way".

I let out a dry laugh. "Never".

He grinned evilly. We had to talk. But we sat there in what was the most uncomfortable awkward silence I've ever been in. And that's saying something.

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Wednesday

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The next day was 4th period. On that day, he came to my school. We sat in an abandoned hall way, on opposite sides of the wall facing each other.

He stood up and walked to his bag, ruffling around in it.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

He pulled out a rubber ball, the size of your fist. He held it up triumphantly.

"You girls know how to play handball right?" He smirked rudely, I just rolled my eyes. 

He sat back down and we bounced the ball back and forth.

That was the first time we talked and I didn't feel like I was going to rip his head off. Graphic, I know. 

As he left the school at lunch there were eyes burning into him. I turned to see the 'popular' group sending me Icy glares.

I smirked. They were jealous. Of what? Me being forced to spend time with that jerk.

A few people stared at me as I went to sit down. Of course this is how it's going to be. 

Emma, Cygnet and Emily were sitting in a half circle chatting.

They glanced as I sat down, Cygnet grinning uncontrollably.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"Soo..." She grinned.

"So?"