Another Bad Boy Story

Chapter 1

It always starts like this. I rolled out of bed, my sheets sprawled across the bottom of the bed. I usually don't sleep much, I think to much to fall asleep most nights. I think about the way I feel about people or things. Most things I don't understand. After I roll out of bed I walk to the bathroom and get in the shower. Neatly folding my pajamas and putting them on the counter. I think in the shower, the warm water slides down my back and relaxes me enough to zone out and get lost in my mind. When I get out of the shower I sit on the toilet and play on my phone for a while. I honestly love this part of my day. Trust me I am not an early bird, I just enjoy the peace of not having small children crawl over me or obnoxious students talking ignorantly around me. Unfortunately, that ends as soon as I go down stairs for breakfast. Every morning my brothers decide to play a little game called "run around butt naked through the house before if get a bath."
When I'm finally ready to goto to hell... I mean school, I get in my 67' Impala with a black gloss paint coat and fresh tires. It is truly amazing, I worked 4 summers and part time after school to afford this beautiful machine. It was my baby, and her name was Izzy. I got into Izzy and backed out of the drive way slowly and cruised to school. It was kinda therapeutic to ride Izzy through the town before going into school. The breeze flows throughout my dark red hair and the smell of oil from the motor brings the pride of ownership. I pulled into the school parking lot. I had a special spot with just enough shade to keep the care clean without getting leaves all over Izzy. I didn't mind the walk up to the school, it gave me time to remember what I'm supposed to turn in that day. I am not what you would call a perfect student. It's not that I'm not smart, I am ... wow that sounds conceited... My teachers say I'm brilliant, but I don't like homework. It is pointless. Why are we at school if we end up doing the work at home? It is a constant battle.
Anyway, my first class is Advanced English... I read the entire time... I sit next to Jimmy Garner, he has a new disgusting smell everyday and carries a rat in his jacket but otherwise a nice guy. In front of me is Alice Maybur, sleeps around with guys to piss her parents off, has been pregnant about 5 times but they all fizzled into ruin. Chelsea sits front row due to the many texting incidents. She wasn't exactly the sneakiest person in the class but she was a wonderful negotiator when it came to punishment and suffered little consequences. I on the other hand have practiced the art of getting away with things since I was young. I have been texting in class since 4th grade.
Well on that note the story now begins with a slow motion entrance of "The Bad Boy", I was unaware that he was entering until every girl in the room( and about 3 guys) turned around and batted their eyes. I didn't even have to look to know what was walking in, and yes I said what because that is not a human being, where a pair of white wash jeans and a shirt tight enough to suffocated someone Chase walked in.
"You are late Mr. March." Mr. Grunsby barked.
"I know sir and I am truly sorry but I was attending to some business in the office." He smirked as he held up a note from the front desk. We all knew he had coaxed the lonely front desk lady into giving him a pass.
"Very well, take your seat." Unfortunately he sat his bratty, spoiled ass right next to me. I pretended to vomit in my mouth before starting my way to make this easier to sit next to the man whore.
"God, a little less cologne next time please. You could smother a third world country with that smell." I began to choke and sputter to further my act.
"I am so sorry, I will remember that." He hissed as he took out a bottle of Red Wine cologne and spritzed himself all over. I frowned in disgust as I pulled out my emergency Febreeze labeled "Cologne repellant". I was prepared to engage in war against the cunt munch. I practically made it my job to piss him off everyday. I wanted him to know that I was not one of his willing victims. This was my insurance against pompous assholes, to put them in there place.
Okay so she seems a bit sketchy now but you will understand why she doe this soon I promise she is not just a bitch.
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