Angel gave me The Bad Boy

She's back

" There are moments when trouble enter our lives and we can do nothing to avoid them. But they are tere for a reason. Only when we overcome them we will understand why they were there."

                                                                                                            ~ Paulo Coelho ~

' Couse it's to cold, for you here and now, just let me hold, both your hands in the holes of my sweater. ' I picked up my phone and throw it on the ground wanting it to shut up.

Guess you've guessed that I'm not a morning person at all. I hate mornings. Ecspecially monday mornings. And that's just my luck. It's monday morning and 7 am which means that I have one hour before school starts.

What girl can be ready in an hour. That's just like you're making a cat bark. Exactly. It's not going to happen. So I did one thing that I only could do in these situations. I ran to bathroom and took a quick shower. I straightened my hair and put on my black skinny jeans and some hoodie that I found. Next thing I knew I was out the door running.

I wasn't that close to school. Or should I say not close at all. I was far away from it. And every morning I walk to hell. There's no chance that I'm going to arive on time. I've never been late in my entire life. Guess that'll change.

As I walked to the front gate of school I see that doors are already closed. I'm officialy late. And here I tought I'm gonna make it. But to my ' luck ' first period we have history. Mrs.Cole is insane. She's mad women. If you move a muscle on her period you're in detention.

Oh come on. I tried to unlock my locker but it wouldn't open. Ugh. I hate it. Why today? Why it couldn't happen tomorrow? Why on Monday? " You need help with that babe." " I swear to god if you call me babe one more time. I'm gonna punch you in that face of yours." I said and turned around. And I had something to see. In front of me stood my life enemy. There stood Dylan Smith.

" Fistiy. I like it." " What do you want Dylan?" " Can't I just say hi to my friend." Smirk appered on his face. " We're not friends, we've never been and never will be friends." I said as my locker finaly opened. I grabed my books and went to class. With him still following behind me.

Let me just tell you something about Dylan. He's the Bad Boy in East Wood High. Every girl wants to be with him ( not me ) and every boy wants to be him. Life is easy for him. He always gets what he wants. He likes to make others life miserable just so he can fell happy. And one of those lives was mine. We know each other since kindergarten. Our mom's are best friends. And when we were little he used to bully me. Bulling evetualy stoped in high school. But every time his eyes lands on me it means war.

" You know for a girl like you. You have a nice butt." That's it. " First of all stop staring at my butt and second of all girl like me. What do you mean girl like me?" I was so close to the classroom but I wanted to hear his answer. " Well you're not a role model to be exact. You're chubby." " Are you calling me fat Smith." I know I don't have a rocking body to die for like every other girl in my school but he doesn't have to rub it in my face as I already don't know that.

"Ugh!!" I growled at him and entered the classrom angry. I shouldn't have done that. Everbody was staring at me and some laughed. Dylan passed me and sat on his seat. " Mr.Smith, Mrs. Stark detention after school." Well I should've gussed it. That was so obvious Mrs.IamQueenoftheworld. " Mrs.Stark detention now. " Shit did I say it outloud. " Yes you did now go to the dentention."

I'm in a big trouble.

Fucking Dylan and mrs.Cole aand this hole school!! Ugh! The thing is. I've never been in the detention, so I don't even know where it is. I have 30 minutes left untill class is over. Think I can manage to find it in a half an hour. " Rina wait! " I heard distant voice yell. I knew that voice pretty well. I didn't budge. Ignoring him should help. Right? It's not like I can't ignore him. I can and I will.