Badass Blonde

Maya and Lucas

It was the first day of Maya's sophomore year. Maya, though only a sophomore, was showing a lot of skin She had on jeans with rips all over them, black combat boots, a black leather jacket, and a white crop top with her stomach and black bra underneath visible.

Lucas was now a senior and was much older than Maya, especially since he'd been kicked out and held back a year in Texas for fighting. Lucas was wearing a blue flannel, dark jeans, and work boots.

Maya met Lucas at the side of the building and lit a cigarette. She took a huff before Lucas took it out of her hand and started taking a long drag.

"What the hell has got you so bothered?"

"I failed history last year again so I have to take grade 10 history," he said huffing out smoke.

 "Well, at least we're in the same history class," she added to try and get him to calm down as they continued smoking.

They had gotten a few disapproving stares but weren't told off until the vice principal threatened to suspend them if they didn't put the cigarette out immediately and get to class. Normally, neither Lucas nor Maya would mind being suspended, but they weren't in the mood to be suspended before the school year actually started.

She tossed the cigarette on the ground, and Lucas  stomped it out, and they split ways to go to their lockers. Maya was met by the girl who had the locker next to hers. The brunette seemed to have been oblivious to Maya's reputation and the rumors that went around about her.

"Hi, I'm Riley Matthews," the girl said cheerfully.

"I'm Maya, you don't look me in the eyes," Maya said. "And Matthews? As in Cory Matthews?"

"Yeah, he's my dad. Do you have him?"

"Yeah first period," she replied.

"Yay! I'll see you there! Bye!"

"Yeah, sure, princess."

Maya didn't know what, but something about that girl had drawn her in. She was pulled from her thoughts when Lucas came to walk to class with her.

"Let's go, Maya," he said in a low, serious voice.

"Just a second."

Lucas grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the lockers.

"Ow Lucas! What the fuck?!"

 "Let's go," he demanded. "Now."

"Fine. Whatever, just let go of my wrist."

They went to their first class that they shared early. They were 10 minutes early so Lucas pulled Maya onto his lap and started making out with her. Maya resisted at first but then decided it'd be a bad idea to pull away by the way Lucas was gripping her arms.

"Hello, students. I'm your history teacher. You can call me Mr. Matthews." He looked at Maya and Lucas who were still making out.

"Ahem! Miss Hart, Mr. Friar." Maya tried to get off but Lucas kept going. Mr. Matthews decided to just ignore them and continue with his lesson.

"Ok, the groups are Sarah and Dave, Lucas and Missy, Riley and Maya, Yogi and Billy, and Amanda and Beth. I want you to get to know each other for class next week. Go over to each others' houses, ask questions, know them, and then write 2 paragraphs on who they are."

Missy got up to work with Lucas but he and Maya were still kissing.

"Maya, can you stop being such a slut for one second? I get that you had a crappy childhood and crappy parents and  you have daddy issues, but you don't have to be such a whore."