He Might Be Bad But He's Mine

Don't Look at Her Ass

JD

We got to school and I pulled up in my car and we got out. We were holding hands which of course drew eyes because I am the bad ass of the school and she was always the partner in crime. My partner in crime forever.

She looks over at me and says in a whisper,"I'm uncomfortable James." she honestly did look like she was because she kept fidgeting and I have never in the whole time that I've known her ever seen her fidget.

"Okay. You want to not hold hands so we don't draw anymore attention?" I hope she says no because if she says yes then I am gonna be really sad. I didn't realize how much I liked holding her hand until it was threatened to be taken away.

"No!" She almost yelled.

She smiled down at the ground and didn't say anything the rest of the way to class because of all the stares she was getting form her little outburst. I smirk to myself.

"Oooooooo bro look I think the bad ass has lost his little reputation." My best friend Dallas has always been an ass. He likes pissing me off just for the fun of it.

He was standing right in front of my locker with the rest of the boys.

"Well you picked a nice bitch this time James!" He shouts.

Everybody starts staring at us and J looks really upset in the sad and mad way which isn't a good combination with J.

"Oh really? I did?" I question him looking him straight in his eyes and this doesn't seem like a joke anymore I can tell by the look in his dark green eyes.

"Yeah man! You did! I mean would you just take a minute of silence to recognize the nice ass yo bitch has!?" He yells making sure people are staring now and some of them even pulled out their stupid phones anticipating something to happen right now.

Two can play at this game cause nobody messes with my girl.

"Yeah lets do that!" I turn around to J's butt to pretend I'm looking and then whirl around and clock that son of a bitch square in his mouth.

"Next time you check out her ass I'll break your fucking nose you bastard!" I yell at him.

I turn to J and see her smirk a little but not too obvious so she doesn't get recorded by the fucking phone paparazzi at our school.

I grab her hand and on the way out make sure not to run her pretty little fragile body into anybody as I push our way through the crowd.

We get to class and I am absolutely positive that they already posted videos because literally everyone is staring at us.

I take the liberty to express myself to my fellow peers,"What the fuck are all of you staring at!" They all snap their heads to the front like they weren't watching in the first place.

I look back at J in her desk writing on her paper and smile. She notices me staring and mocks me in a whisper," What the fuck are you staring at?!" She smirks and I bend my head back towards her and receive a nice kiss before the teacher comes in and starts ranting about politics while we are waiting to review our math homework he gave out yesterday.