bad girl good guy

1

Man, this school sucks. Everyone here has their panties up their ass and they love to bag on girls with no self-esteem, and abusive parents. Just having to hide the bruises alone sucks, but also not crying when the bullying starts here sucks more. I don't know how they all came to know what happened a few months ago at my old school and I don't want to find out. Fuck I don't want to walk in this cafeteria, but my legs carry me forward and the whispers and food throwing begin. Ever since that bitch threw her boyfriend on me at that damn party did everyone start to do this to me.

"slut" a girl says as she throws the sponge cake piece at me ruining my sweater as it smears against the fabric, pausing to gag the look on everyone's face. Only the girls have looks of malice the boys seem to enjoy the show. Except one, his eyes are locked in on mine with curiosity and pity, I want to slap it off.

"Go back to the whore town you came from" another girl curses at me, throwing something. I don't know what it was but it hit my right side of my jaw, causing my head to snap to the side. I closed my eyes in pain and refused to cry, I have gone through worse at home.

Forcing my legs to carry me through the room and out the other side, I look to my left and pause with my hand on the door. His jaw is strong and he is inspecting me, putting a shiver down my spine. He seems to notice my bruise from dad left last night on my collarbone because he is staring at it. Pulling my sweat shirt against it and opening the door and going outside. His eyes were pulling me in. I wanted to kiss him and feel his hair, but he probably belongs to someone.

"hey bitch you forgot something!" I hear someone call, turning around slowly only get the full force off a rock thrown at me, it hit my eyebrow causing it to tear open. Feeling the blood go down my face I cover the wound with my hand and head to the front office to get cleaned and get my schedule.

"oh my" the sound of the secretary seeing me with blood coming from my brow surprises me and makes me jump, but she simply has me sit down while we cleaned and bandaged me up. Her being a family friend, helps me out when I needed it at the other school. She requested a transfer when I moved schools, to stay close and help me. Her eyes are a sweet grey framed by her brown silky-smooth hair.

"Its spread here too." I admit to her and her look seems to grow grim like this whole matter is her fault. "I want out of the town can you convince my dad?"

"Sweetheart you know I can't convince him that. He demanded me to have sex with him just to get you to this school. Who knows what he will demand if I try to get him to leave town" she knows what he does to me and what he did to my brother. She is threatened into silence and when she tries to help me she is "taught a lesson" on how not to interfere. She is so sweet she doesn't deserve to have the same life as me.

"damn I'm sorry I got you into this mess Rhea" her smile radiates off her face as she helps me, I can tell she is regretting meeting my father. He almost commanded that she become his play thing and when my brother helped her escape he did something that should never be mentioned. "my schedule?"

She hands it over and of course she made sure I was put in advanced classes for my math and my English, such a wonderful woman. Once I'm clean and patched up I am heading for the door when pretty boy from the cafeteria comes into the office. I see his eyes are an arctic blue now that I'm almost making out with his chest I can almost taste his scent, he smells like musky dirt and.... and saw dust? He looks at me almost seeming to pierce through me, calming me.

I shake my head subtly and step aside from him. His hand seemed to have been raising to my eyebrow and I stare at him as he seems to snap out of it and walks to Rhea's desk. "I'll see you later Rhea" I call to her as I go out into the wall and look for my first class I'm attending today. She put me in.... choir Rhea I love you. You now how to sing my song girl.

"fuck the new slut is in this class" I hear from the corner of the room. Wait till you hear my voice cunt, I almost blurt out but hold my tongue and take a seat. The entire class there were whispering and slanders were being thrown my way. I ignored as best I could till the bell rang. Standing up only to be slammed back down in my seat again by a girl. Her blonde hair seemed to fall like a typical cheerleader, I hate cheerleaders they think they own the whole school.

"stay away from our guys Rebecca. You aren't welcomed to have any guy at this school you hear me" I couldn't help but laugh, seeming to anger her more than the rumors of me. Her face contorted to something strange and she grabbed my sweatshirt pulling me to her. "don't touch any of them"

"I wouldn't want to after you. I may never know what kind of herpes you have" my retort comes out just how I want it, mean and precise. She raises her fist to bring it down to my face, but pretty boy comes in pulling her off me landing a kiss on her lips. Called it, someone else's. I will myself to stand out and leave, my legs barely able to carry me when my phone rings with a call.

"hey Bec. Ditch with me" the familiar voice coos in my ear. How I have missed my best friend and his antics time to join in, Changing my direction and head to the front of the school to where him and his motorcycle waited for me. Hanging up the phone I walk over to him, this man helped me lose my virginity so I didn't have to worry about it in high school and he has helped me escape my father more than once, even through the incident with my brother.

"Only if I get a tattoo today" I say as I climb onto the back of his bike with him, wrapping my arms around his torso to try and not die as he speeds off. I joined his group of friends when the bullying started a few months back and they helped me out a lot. Except they said in order for it to continue I have to join the motorcycle gang. where ever since then they all seem to have these bikes they want me to ride and see if I like them when I told I would join if they got me a bike.

I constantly riding with Jake though. He seems to have a lot of his shit together so he had been helping me with mine, and I like the way he treats me all the time not just at parties. Too bad he wants another go at sex, but this time for more than just to lose my virginity. I keep him off by say my father wouldn't appreciate if I came home smelling of sex again, because last he demanded I had sex with me and the only to get away from that is to give him what he wants.

Jake pulls up to the tattoo parlor and I tell him I want a tigress on my chest, but when I take off my sweatshirt and my shirt they both look at each other.

"with those bruises on your chest its going to hurt a lot"

"I'm a big girl"

"Bec put it somewhere else please" Jake pleaded with me but I shook my head at him and laid back in the chair, the artist moving over me and looks at my face.

"I'm ready"

A/N: please comment and let me know of any mistakes it would me a lot. I'll try a post a chapter a day.