Mr Player vs The bad boy.

CHAPTER 3

-KASEY'S POV -

Nathan's car, Linda, got us safe to the dance and the moment we stepped out of the car everyone went their separate ways.

Nathan went to find a girl that was ready to get loose. His words not mine.

Wendy said she was leaving with someone's boyfriend tonight. like I said: she enjoyed acting bitchy sometimes...or maybe it wasn't an act.

I had my hopes up on Tracy, but turns out she had a secret date tonight and wouldn't give up his name no matter how hard I tried.

"What friends I have, huh?" I murmured to myself feeling left out in the school's parking lot.

A group of guys drove past me in their red ford sports car yelling inappropriate things about my butt.

I should probably go inside. I'll be much safer in there or at least I hoped so. With sexual hormonal driven teens, you never know.

I walked into the the school hall where the dance was being held. The dance floor was filled with teenage girls and boys grinding on each other.

There were couples in every dark corner making out. It was like a typical high school party only held in a school hall...and teachers running after drunk students.

My favourite song Move by lil mix started bursting through the speakers when I found myself on the dance floor. I closed my eyes shut and let the beat take over me as I started moving my body to the rhythm of the song.

When the song ended I heard loud cheers around me. note to self: never dance with your eyes closed.

Everyone grabbed their dates when little things by one direction started playing. And for the second time tonight I felt lonely.

"Want to dance?" a guy wrapped his hands around my waist from behind me sending a shiver down my spine obviously expecting a positive answer.

I turned around to face the guy and froze in my spot as my eyes widened in shock.

He had dark messy brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. He wore dark blue jeans and a black t-shirt that clung to his muscles. He was gorgeous.

The guy noticed my expression and chuckled. I wasn't shocked because he was hot. I was shocked because it was Brad freaking Davis in front of me.

He moved here two weeks ago and from what I've heard, he was a bad boy. Rumour heard it that he even dethroned Preston high's all time bad boy Philip Stone.

I didn't really know him, but from the things I've heard I wasn't sure I even wanted to know him.

"Don't tell me you're afraid of me too." he said rolling his eyes like this was usual for him. "I save you from looking stupid and this is the thanks I get?" he held his chest in fake hurt.

Wait a minute did he just call me stupid?

"Did you just call me stupid? " I shot daggers at him.

"I said you 'looked' stupid I didn't say you 'are' stupid" he said with a duh tone like that was okay to say."Stupid would be an understatement to what I think you are." he smirked at me throwing me a wink.

I just gasped at his comment opening and closing my mouth like a fish with fuming anger. That jerk!!!did he just come here to insult me?

I was having a mental argument on how to kill him that I didn't even notice his hands wrap around my waist. I crashed into his chest and he started swaying me to the music ignoring the deadly daggers I was shooting at him.

This guy has a nerve. I tried to get out of his grasp, but he just held me tighter. I don't care if he was America's biggest bad boy, but there was no way I was dancing with a guy that just insulted me.