Mr Player vs The bad boy.

CHAPTER 5

-KASEY'S POV-

I just finished getting ready for school. I wore my grey ripped jeans a white shirt with a black denim jacket over it and matched my outfit with black ankle boots.

I grabbed my back pack and headed out downstairs to the kitchen.

I stopped dead on my tracks when I spotted Brad in my kitchen munching away on mom's scrambled eggs and bacon.

Mom was busy on the sink washing the dishes. If she wasn't there I would have thought the jerk broke into my house.

'Yeah, cause usually thieves break into houses to eat' my conscious mocked. 'Hey my mom's food is worth breaking in for' I snapped back.

"Kas honey you've been standing there for five minutes now, whats the matter?" Mom looked up the staircase where I've been frozen for apparently five minutes.

"N-nothing mom, I was just thinking about my English essay." Smooth Kas, real smooth. I could lie to anyone and everyone but not Mrs Steel, or anyone for that matter. I'm starting to realise that maybe I wasn't that good of a liar, moving on. Mom always knew when I was lying, I think everyone did.

I walked down the stairs into the kitchen and sat next to the devil's son, Brad. He didn't even acknowledge my presence finishing up my mom's scrambled eggs.

Thats the kind of effect my mom's food had on people. When you put her joyful delights in your mouth, it felt like cloud nine.

Mom dished up my breakfast and handed it to me. I happily took the plate from her hands and grabbed the freshly fried bacon from the plate. There was no trying to act lady-like in front of him when he has already called me a pig right?

Just as I was about to taste heaven, I repeat "Just as I was about to".

I was grabbed by my arm and dragged out of my seat dropping my bacon back into the plate in the process.

"Bye Mrs Steel. " The jerk yelled out to my mom dragging me out to the door.

"Breakfast was amazing" he yelled again "its a pity only one of us got to eat it" he turned his gaze down at me making his last statement only audible for me.

Oh my word that jerk wants to starve me to death. Who does he think he is denying me my mother's food. Just as I was about to protest. He placed his finger on my lips.

"No no no, we wouldn't want to be late for school now would we?" he said walking to his black sports car that was parked in the street ready to go.

I just followed behind him to his car. I know what you're thinking, I won't get into Brad's car even if I was dragged in there by a mafia she said. But mom was hard to ague with so I had no choice. It was either this or a two hours speech about being appreciative.

We reached his car and he got in the driver's seat not even opening the door for me. Arg what a gentleman. Hey, a girl can dream, its not like I wanted him to open the door for me.

I opened the door to the passenger seat, got in and quickly buckled up my seatbeat. I still didn't trust this creep.

I was waiting for him to start the car, but instead he did the complete unexpected and he started laughing.

Why is he laughing? is he okay? Oh my word is he high on drugs?

"You're not drunk are you? " I asked rising an eyebrow at him observing his car for any substances laying around.

"Ah, you are so funny Kelly" he said wiping a fake tear from his eyes.

"its Kasey" I snapped at him. "And I don't get what you're trying to say" I said confused.