Bad boy Beaches and a Boarding school.

Chapter two.

Chapter two.

My school has apartments instead of dorms. They're 10 floors with 10 apartments on each floor. Flynn and I's apartment has 2 bedrooms but the majority have 4.

"Hey princess"

"Here are the rules, don't speak to me, don't annoy me, don't hold parties here and do not have sex here!" I stated with a loud and harsh voice.

"Whatever you say princess"

"Just please don't do anything at least for this week, I need to get out!" I beg him, he looks a bit confused but agrees anyway.

I walk off into my room and collapse into my bed. I try to fall asleep but I don't manage it when the TV is turned onto a music channel. Urgh!

"At least it's good music" I speak to myself as mr bright side (by the killers) starts travelling around the apartment at a loud volume.

"Coming out of my cage and I've been doing just fine" I start to sing along and I get my homework out and complete it at my desk. I fucking hate homework it's a common thing for me to be in a detention for. I have to do Maths, I have to do a small booklet, Science I have to complete the prediction for an experiment I'm doing next lesson and I also have history, the worst subject! Which I have to do an assessment on gangs in the 1920's.

I start off by doing my maths but as soon as I turned the page my stomach groaned,

Urgh! I stood up and walked into the kitchen were Flynn is making out with the girl from the apartment opposite. Urgh!

"Evening, you alright slut?" I ask in a sickly sweet voice. They separate and she looks at me worried and disgracefully climbs off of him before scurrying off out of our apartment.

"What the hell?" We shout at each other at the same time.

"You go first" I offer

"We were having fun, we weren't having sex!"

"So it's my apartment you can't expect to bring girls that you don't even know into my home and start making out with them!" I shout

"This is your home?" He asks with a confused face.

"Temporary" I explained

"I guess me too"

"Yes so I would appreciate it if you didn't have sex here"

"Well I'm sorry" he says sincerely but he still had red lipstick marks on his face which made me chuckle.

"Thanks but you've got lipstick on your face, you look like a 2 year old with their mums lipstick"

His cheeks start turning slightly pink. It's kinda cute.

"Do you want me to help you get it off" I offer while laughing

"Please"

I walk off to get a makeup wipe and he followed.

I started dabbing the red areas on his face but it wouldn't budge. I started wiping it a little harder but it didn't make a difference.

"It's not coming off" I say, finally looking up at him to find he's staring at me intensely.

"Your strange" he says bluntly.

"What?"

"You were horrible to me earlier in English, but your being really nice now. Why?" He asks staring at me.

"I guess I forgot" I answer bluntly.

"Huh?"

"Shut everybody out, don't get hurt. It's like a motto, an old friend told me it" I explain looking at him in the eyes.

"Oh, is that why your mean to everyone?" He asks

"I guess"

"This lipstick isn't going to come off, I'm gonna have a shower" Flynn said standing up and walking off towards the

"Um okay I'm going back to my room now" I muttered nervously trying to leave the room and leave Flynn.

I ran out of the living room and grabbing a snack before bolted into my room.

I need to be more stubborn with him, I could have been worse but I could have been better.

I tied my hair back so the tips fell softly against the top of my back and then tucked any loose strands behind my ears before sitting down at my desk and getting back to my work. I wasn't a nerd but hey, I'm not getting any detentions this week.

*two hours later*

I h ad finished the last piece of homework and glanced at the clock, 10 o'clock, shit!

I walked into my kitchen and grabbed another snack ignoring the sleeping Flynn on the sofa. I ate an apple but I wasn't full enough, I didn't like to eat a lot because I was really self conscious of my weight and I hated eating, it made me feel sick and I felt almost as if I didn't deserve to eat. I hated my body so I tried to punish it. It sounds strange, I know but I haven't felt myself for a while and I guess they're just my true unfiltered thoughts.

To satisfy my hunger I scurried to my bag and picked out a cigarette and my lighter. I walked over to my balcony and lit it up, inhaling the sweet smoke. It left a trail of burning in my mouth and down my throat it was painful, sure but I enjoyed it. It was a nice pain similar to a stinging nettle or pinch, like a relief.

I probably sound really depressing right now but hey, cut me some slack. Flynn came out and took the fag from me, taking a drag himself and blowing it the opposite side of him.

"You smoke?" He asked me handing me back the cigarette.

"Yeah" I answered after I had breathed out the smoke that was kept captive in my mouth.

"Just when I thought you couldn't get hotter" he said as he took another drag of my fag.

"It's like a relief, it's relaxing" I explained, he just nodded in agreement while he exhaled a cloud of smoke and pasted it back to me.

"It's things like this that your the 'bad girl' I assume" he stated smirking at me.

"Actually I don't smoke in front of the other students, unnecessary gossip" I looked at him as he nodded in agreement again, he had managed to get the lipstick off. And then it hit me. His name is fucking FLYNN RYDER?!?!

I inhaled another breath of smoke and looked at him smirking.

"Anyway, how's it like to be named after a Disney character?" I tease him flicking off the ash from the cigarette

"Urgh! Number one, I was born before the film and number two, pretty fucking awesome!" He joked which made me crack up laughing.

"I have got to hand it to your name, he's by far the hottest Disney character behind Peter Pan and Jack Frost." I said after I had finished laughing.

"You technically called me fit" he said through his signature smirk.

"Whatever you say Ryder" I cooed in a baby voice while pinching one of his cheeks and pulling on it, as a nan would to her grandson.

"Please let go, it surprisingly hurts" he said holding his cheek in pain

"Sorry" I inhaled the last of what was left of the fag and chucked in in a pile, with many other used up fag butts, after stubbing it out on the concrete floor.

"Wanna watch a movie?" He suggested

"Only if I can pick it" I replied with a smirk.

It was between tangled (just because I wanted to tease him) or the wolf of Wall Street. It took me a good few minutes of me sitting on the floor looking blankly and the blu ray disks before Ryder snatched the wolf of Wall Street out of my hands and put it in the play station. Shame. I could have spent the evening entertaining myself by teasing him.

We sat down on the sofa, my fluffy blue blanket covering me in a comforting way, as the film progressed it got dirtier and more awkward (sexual) and I kept on glancing at Ryder who was watching me intently throughout the 'inappropriate' parts. I honestly wouldn't even had been fazed if it wasn't for Ryder sitting next to me. The film ended and we exchanged good byes before heading to our rooms and falling asleep.