The bad girl lost her thongs

Grumpy Mood

McKayla Emmery. Everyone wants her but she wanted none. She has no friends and no boyfriend. All she has is big money and an even bigger reputation as Cats High school's  bitch. 

"Dont tell me you're actually checking out Mckayla bro" Ash spoke up. I bought my gaze back to my best friend but he  was busy gulping down food as always.

"I could stay without having sex all my life but fall for that little slut? Never." I explained.

Yeah, I said that but I know it was just a lie.  Not because I was falling for Ms. Slut over there, but me not having sex all my life? I wouldn't survive even umm three.....hours.

"I don't get why you hate her so much man, she is hot as hell." Ash mumbled stuffing more food into his mouth.

Typical Ash. Once he starts a topic, he won't let go. Ughh remind me again why I talk to him.

"I think I know," he spoke again lifting his finger to explain as a smile made it's way on his lips.

Oh no. Here we go.

"You both are alike, and so like in the case of magnets instead of attracting each other you repel each other."

 No I'm not like her in any freking way. I'm a real bad ass, I've been to prison a number of times, I fight, I am the definition of trouble and she is just a spoiled daddy's girl who likes to 'act' like bad ass.

"No way dude. We arepoles apart. I am a bad guy and she is a little rich slut, spoiled by her parents wealth. But they probably nave gave her their time and so she goes around acting like a bossy bad ass bitch to get their attention," I finished my awsome speech and waited for him to once again oppose some point I said but all I got was a blank face while his eyes were fixed over my left shoulder.

I turned my face to see what was it that caught my friend's attention. My eyes landed on the girl seated on the bench behind mine. Her legs were stretched over the table and looked at me with a 'keep-going-if-you-dare' face. Mckayla Brady.

She finally got up from her seat, put off the cigarete in her hand and turned to me with a challengeing smirk. She moved closer so that our lips almost touching and I could feel her hot breath teasing me. Her plump red lips parted as she said, "Only if you were right"

And then she turned away and left, just like that. Five words that etched themselves into my brain. I turned to Ash composing myself and I find him... laughing? Seriously. It was the first time I was rendered spechless, and my best friend, was L A U G H I N G?

"What's so funny?" I asked narrowing my eyes at him.

He got in his feet and looked right at my, and suddendl said, "You two make a hot couple." and then he left.

What!

Twice Brody, twice. I was spechless twice in one freaking day. There goes my reputation down the drain.

Mckayla POV

That stupid,womanizer. He just sits in his corner judging everyone. He's thinks he is trouble so no one will stand up to him. Well he doesn't know me. He seems to hate me for some unknown reason. And I hated him for hating me. If I didn't hate him so much I would totally do stuff with him, because c'mon the guy was hot. Even a blind person could see that.  But even being in his presence fills me with anger. I don't usually hate anyone in specific. Because one I didnt give a fuck about the others think or say and second it's a waste of energy and time. But Brody Blake some how knew how to get in my nerves.

It was the third period and I couldn't  ditch school because I had to sign up for some stupid trip to Malysia. and that would be Un the third period. I had to go because my therapist thinks that it's was awsome way to work on my anger management ,"A change in the air will help" she said.

I wish I could blow up her blonde head and then watch her brain explode like a volcano. Oh wait that couldn't happen because she didn't seem to have a freaking brain.

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I was standing in the parking  searching for my keys. Shit I must have left them in the locker. I was on my way when I saw that airhead Brody Blake making out with a brunette against my freaking locker. I walked in their direction.

"Really Blake?" I voiced interrupting his little make out session.

He looked up smirking, "Jealous much?"

"Don't get you hopes high loser. I was just wondering, do you always have to be around me or my stuff my stuff to get turned on," I pointed my locker raising an eyebrow.

"God what did you eat for breakfast Carnation instant bitch?" the brunette spoke. Oh right she was still here.

"Remember when I asked for your opinion? Yeah me neither. so shut the fuck up."

"One day you choke on all the shit you talk,"she snorted.

BAM, I hit her on that fake nose and she fell to the floor. I lowed my head to her level and decided to spend a little more of my energy. "Your ass must be jeaolus of the amount of shit your mouth produces."

She just got up glaring at me and then turned to Brody for help. But the ass was leaning against  which my locker typing something on his phone. When brunette saw that he didn't care she walked away, probbably to some bathroom to dry here tears.

"You scared my make out buddy. So now you are going to have to replace her" he smirked.  

Like I was ever gonna kiss him. Not even if he was the last guy left. 

'Thanks for the offer but I don't want to get herpies."

He still didn't budge from my locker. Damn him. He was getting in my nerves now. Another minute with him and I'm sure there is going to be blood. So I gave him one minute.

He still didn't move. So I grabbed his shirt by the collar and pulled him away. And his phone. Oops it 'accidentally' fell on the floor and I  'accidentally' stepped over it.

I got my keys and left leaving behind a furious Brody .