I Only Date Bad Boys

Hey guys! So this is my first Wattpad story and I hope you like it. I don’t really have much to say so enjoy and thanks!

Prologue

                I couldn’t take the information I had just been told. It hurt, it hurt so much. It felt like my little world began to fall. Every little piece began to crumble and with every little piece, a piece of me. I wanted it to stop, I wanted my life to go back to normal and for this whole thing to be a joke. I looked at Joey and he shook his head like he knew what I was thinking. I couldn’t breathe, I felt like I was suffocating. I needed air, I had to breathe so I ran. I ran until I made it the soccer field. There weren’t a lot of people around, just a few people sitting on the top bleachers. I knew they wouldn’t be able to see me silently cry, I would just look like a loner sitting on the grass. I ran out onto the field and when my legs wouldn’t move anymore, I plopped down on the grass and cried.

                I looked up to the sky as my tears began to subside and thought why? Today was my first day of high school. I was a freshman, but I wasn’t afraid like most people are on their first day of high school. I was kind of happy actually. The only reason was because of Tristan. Tristan and I had met in sixth grade. I sat next to him in science, math, and homeroom. At first he was a bit shy so I would ask him question that had yes or no answers so that he wouldn’t have to talk a lot. On the third day of school I was about to ask him a question, but was surprised when I was answering one of his questions. He said “JC, what’s your favorite color?” It astonished me that he knew my name, but then again, I sat next to him in two classes and homeroom.

 I considered it for a bit and said, “Pink!”

He made a face, “You’re kidding right?”

“Nope,” I smirked, “Can’t a girl like pink?”

He looked at me and said “Wait, you were being serious?”

“Yup,” I responded to him and he looked embarrassed that he had doubted my liking of pink. He was about to say something, but before he could I put my finger to his lips and laughed at how he started blushing. I removed my finger from his lips and said “I was kidding, I mean pink is a nice color and all, but, my favorite color is actually navy blue.”

“You should be an actress someday, I sincerely though that you took a liking to pink.” We sat in a comfortable silence for a bit, until Tristan spoke. He began to tell me reason why pink was a terrible color and I couldn’t help, but smile about how cute and nerdy he looked while rambling on. “Hey JC?”

“Yeah?”

He hesitated for a bit, but slightly shook his head and said, “Do you want to sit with me and some friends at lunch?”

Now I was the one hesitating to answer because I wanted to sit with him, but that meant my friends would have to sit with us too. “I would love to, but the thing is my friends would have to sit with us too. Is that cool with you?”

“Yeah, that’s fine. I think they’ll get along great.” From then on we always sat together at lunch and our separate group of friends became one large group of friends.

 The next school year, Tristan asked me to be his girlfriend. Honestly, I knew that I loved Tristan. I mean I was young, but I knew that I loved him. He was one of the biggest nerds I knew, he was my nerd and I loved him. Since then, we’ve been together for two years, our freshman year marked our third. Now I knew that we wouldn’t be celebrating our third year together because he was gone. Tristan’s best friend Joey came up to me looking nervous. I turned to face him looking worried, he swallowed and told me the bad news. Tristan had left. He moved away two weeks before school started and now I’m here thinking of Tristan while I sit on the soccer field alone.

                I feel a buzz in my pocket as I stare at the sky above me. I take my phone out my pocket and see it’s Tristan. A small speck of hope ignites within me, maybe he’s calling to say it was all a joke that he set up because he had a surprise for me. As I answered the call my heart began to hammer in my chest, “JC?”

“Tristan?”

“Look, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was leaving. I just couldn’t stand to see the way you would act and it would just break me, but I want you to know that I love you.” The small glimmer of hope that was there had faded and I was frowning at my phone. I was mad at Tristan, because we would never see each other again and we would have been able to see each other before he left if he had told me! I knew I was mostly mad at myself for not being a better girlfriend so that maybe he would’ve changed his mind and begged his parents to stay. I didn’t know how to deal with all this, it was all happening too fast so I took my anger out on Tristan.

I yelled into my phone, “I don’t care that you’re gone, I’m happy you’re gone! I never want to see you again! You could’ve told me you were leaving, but no!  You were too much of a sissy to do it! And you know what, it’s good you told me over the phone or else you would have broke because you would see how little I actually cared about you! We are done Tristan Carters, I hate you!” I was going to continue, but the line went dead. Tristan had hung up. I began to think over what I had just said and I tried calling him back to tell him I was sorry and I didn’t mean it and that I love him, but he wouldn’t answer my calls. When the five minute bell rang I decided to leave Tristan a voice mail, but an automated voice recording played saying that the phone had been disconnected.

 I walked to my first class with my head hung low. I had made it late to, but Ms. Stevenson let me off the hook since it was the first day. I went to take my seat and thought, Tristan would be sitting next to me right now. I look to where Tristan would be seated and saw an unfamiliar face. He introduced himself as Bryan. He was obviously a bad boy and I had gotten him interested in me. Bryan asked me out a month later and that’s when my “I Only Date Bad Boys” policy began. I wouldn’t get my heart broken by a nerd ever again!

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So I hope you guys enjoyed! Go ahead and leave comments. Constructive criticism always helps. I don’t know when I’ll be updating again, maybe I will tomorrow. It won’t take me too long to update because I have a lot of free time. That’s pretty much it and thanks for reading!