The Bad Boy's First Lady

TBBFL 2: Where are you?

VOTE PWEASE :3

CIELO MONTEZ

Guys were like ghosts; they were everywhere, but you couldn't feel them. They scared you with the mere idea that they existed. The worse thing was that if you were able to convince yourself not to be frightened, they would appear in front of you with an awful, scary face for greater impact.

Subconsciously, I touched the tanned face of the person who stood before me. As my grandmother had told me, when you see a ghost, time freezes like ice. You have no control over your body, as if it has a mind of its own.

I heard him chuckle as he caught my hand. "What? It's just me, yet you're already gaping like a fish. What if I had been Chancer?" He shook his head before letting my hand go. "Now that I would like to see." He smirked, very much amused by the expression on my face.

I continued to stare at him. He was still the jerk I'd known for the past several years. Nothing had changed. He was the same handsome man with a pair of light, chocolate eyes that matched his hair.

As I further observed him, I thought that physically, he had turned into an even better version of his past self. I groaned. What was I thinking?

I stood up straight and walked away from him. With a heavy heart, I knew I needed to leave the food I bought. 'Goodbye fries! Sayonara coconut pie! Don't worry! We'll see each other on the other side. I have to leave, but don't fear, I shall return!'

"Hey, Cielo! Aren't you going to give me a hug, or, perhaps, a kiss? I missed you." He gripped my hand, stopping me from moving, and hugged me tightly from behind. I was slightly taken aback by his actions, but after a few seconds I broke away from his bear hug.

"Ha, ha, ha. Was that a joke?" I harrumphed. "Just go back to your nest in Australia and date the kangaroos!" As I ran away, I could hear his undying laughter. That jerk, he was so annoying!

"See you later, Cielo! You have nothing to worry about; he still wants you."

He still wants me? Whatever. Just tell that to the dead and maybe they'll listen.

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THIRD PERSON

Typical teenage students would want everyone to notice them on the first day of school. There were some who would do anything just to get famous. Others would have their hair styled like Rapunzel. Some would cake themselves with enough makeup to shame a clown, and some would make a grand entrance like there was a parade going on.

Mike and his companions belonged to the last group. Or maybe just Zane and Mike, since the other two namely, Zion and Chancer, acted like their grandmothers. Truthfully, it wasn't really the first day of class, but since they had enrolled one month after school had began, it was the first day of class for them.

"Our entrance was dope!" Zane said, excitedly. It had certainly been a sight to behold:

First, a siren rang to alert the students and the school staff. They panicked, thinking something bad was happening, and therefore, they ran to the wide entrance gate. Since Mike had his personal helicopter, that was the vehicle they used.

The helicopter was in midair when they hopped out of it. As part of Mike's genius plan, red petals and colorful confetti exploded as a hired marching band played music. The students were awed. They even thought that they were Hollywood actors. Mike grinned wolfishly as girls' eyes turned googly when he removed his shades. Of course he was proud. It had taken him three hours to plan their big entrance!