Good Girls are Bad Girls (Edited)

Chapter 1 (Edited)

Leah's POV

I sigh as I plop my self on my bed, finally it's Friday, this week has been hell at school.

Oh sorry, excuse me for not introducing my self, I'm Leah, Leah Jason, I'm 18, I have a boyfriend Who's Greg, I love music, I can play the guitar, and well I'm daddy's good girl.

Yeah you know straight A grades, no partying, no boys unless he approves of them, in at 8 on school nights and well you know living up to his high expectation.

He's a lawyer and he's barely ever home and it's just me and my brother Tyler at home most of the time, my mom past away in an accident 2 years ago so it was just us then and well my dad was one of the best lawyers in America so you could say we were pretty well off

But I might not be just the good girl he thinks I am. Well lets just say that I've done some stuff....he is oblivious to and it's pretty easy to explain how I got away with all of that considering the fact that he's barely ever home.

He's not home for this weekend and lets just say it will be pretty wild.

I check my phone to see the time and see its 4 PM and sigh but just as I put my phone down it buzzes indicating I got a text.

I unlock my phone and see a text from Dinah, my best friend, she's not my only best friend though, I have Cameron and Camila too, but lets just say she's quite the wild party animal out of all of us.

I open the text,

Dinah: Hey, so Leah your dad isn't home this weekend right? So how about you me, Cameron and Camila sneak out to this huge party, I'll tell my mom were going for a sleep over at your house and we'll pick you up by 10 PM. Xx Dinah.

I read over the text and smirk replying her with a quick okay. So you could say this is some of the stuff I do behind my dads back....some.

I get up and decide to pick an outfit for tonight, I decide on a short, strapless black dress, with some heels and a couple of black stud bracelets to wear.

There were still a couple of hours so I decided to go down and eat something. I go down and Tyler is no where to be found, he must be in his room, it kind of gets lonely some times, since it's mostly the 2 Of us in this mansion of a house.

I shake the thought off and call out to Tyler, I hear a door close and footsteps coming down.

"What?" He asks

"Nothing I was wondering do you wanna eat some thing at home do you want me to order some pizza" I look at him

"Pizza will do fine" He says coldly walking over to the lounge.

I sigh, he's been this way since my mom passed away, he was just 13 when it happened and he's 15 now but he's never been the same since what happened, he was a happy kid full of life as of now he's just....cold and he acts emotionless, I worry about him sometimes

I shake the thoughts from my head and order the food.

I go back to the lounge to see Tyler on the sofa watching some football match, I sit next to him and run my hand through his brown hair, he wastes no time in pushing it away.

"Hey Ty you know you can talk to me about everything, you know that right?" I look at him

"Why do you care"

"Because I'm your sister and I care about you"

"Well you know what?" He asks sitting up "I don't need your help and I don't need to tell you anything"

"Ty I know this is hard for you I-I know tha-" I'm cut off my him speaking

"Just forget about it I don't wanna talk about this" he says lying back down