The good girls gone

Chapter 2--the bad boy can help

After I left the class, I realized how stupid and reckless I had been. Eleven years of perfect behaviour and I had to go ruin it all in one day, the first day too. I'm rushing this bad girl thing far to fast. Maybe I should take it slow for a while.

On the bright side, there might be some hot bad boys in detention. Don't get me wrong, I'm not planning to lose my virginity any time soon, but I don't have a problem making out or anything. Just because I want to be a bit more of a rebel than I used to be (which doesn't take much, maybe even just getting less than a 75% on a test) does NOT mean I want to throw away my whole life. For example, getting pregnant! I'm not even on birth control, so having sex is a big no no, I know condoms aren't 100% and I'm way to scared to ask my mom to go on birth control. She would question me way to much for my liking. I can see it now ...

"WHY? Are you planning on having sex? You know, birth control isn't always effective, you can't get pregnant at your age like I did. Really it's not worth it. You have way to much potential to just throw it all away"

Oh god, yup, definitely waiting to have sex. I'll probably be like a 40 year old virgin cat lady. Nobody would want to sleep with me anyways, even with my new look. I'm usually so shy and self conscious so I would feel like they were judging me the whole time we were going at it.

My next class is science, apparently the teacher this year gives out tests at least every week. Good thing I've always been good at science. I should be able to make new friends, keep up the bad girl act, and get decent grades at the same time!

As I walk into class, people are still staring, but I'm kind of getting used to it now. I mean, I did change my look but I'm still not as pretty as the other popular girls in our school, like Makayla and her wannabes.. I guess it just must be because I used to be so average and now I'm pretty hot if I do say so myself. I don't try to be stuck up or cocky but I guess I'm just proud I actually went through with this new look. It's definitely boosting up my confidence level.

Everybody in the class is made to stand along the wall while Mr. McNeil (who just introduced himself) gave us a seating arrangement. Honestly, I had no friends so I didn't really care who I sat by, hopefully it's one of the popular girls so I can get in with the 'crew'.

"Brittany, you take a seat next to Tyler" Mr. McNeil announced snapping me out of my daze. Great, not a popular girl but one of the baddest boys in the school. Wait, that works out perfect, he can give me lessons on how to be a rebel. Haha, I need to find a new word for this other than 'bad girl' or 'rebel', it totally takes the badness out of it and makes me sound like a seven year old. And not to mention how hot he is with his shaggy brown hair, piercing blue eyes, muscles that peaked through his shirt, and it was clear he had abs. Pretty much, your typical hot bad boy. As were the rest of his group. There was 4 of them, Tyler, the leader, Liam, the man whore, Justin, the one who seemed like the nicest of the group, and last but definitely not least, Alec, the sex god, the one that had all the girls at his feet, hell, even the teachers took it easy on him.

"Okay, so when you're done checking me out, you're supposed to take the seat next to me" Tyler teased, oh my god, his voice went perfectly with the whole bad boy thing, rough & sexy.

"For your information, I was NOT checking you out" I quickly retorted even though obviously I has been.

"Whatever you say babe"

Urgh, how dare he even call me babe. I felt the urge to punch him and kiss him at the same time. I just sat down here and I can't wait to get out of this class already, this is gonna be a long year. I can't just straight up ask, 'um hey, do you think you could help make me a bad girl" yeah Brit, how cool would that sound. Oh god, it sounds kinda dirty, this is not gonna work.