Falling for the Bad Boy

Falling for the Bad Boy Chapter 4:The Daydreamer

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-Rosie

I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened last night. I kissed the bad boy.. no. The bad boy said he wanted me, he wanted to love me and to have my heart. Does he say this to the other girls?

I got ready quickly brushing my teeth and hair leaving it down putting on a cute shirt with a patterned skirt to match. I didn't eat breakfast for I couldn't feel hungry because I was too into thought.

"You alright?" Annie asked. I just nodded.

"Where's Josh?"

"He said he had to get to school early to meet someone."

Knowing my brother, either football tryouts or most likely, a girl.

I grab my bag and wait for the bus. Grant is not outside today.

I see Amy peering out the window as if excited for me to get on. I sit next to her but zone out back into my thoughts..

When we get there, my thoughts are interrupted by the stop of the bus. I hope the bus driver doesn't do this the whole year.

I head to english with Amy still thinking. She grabs my arm a few times, possibly to get my attention but Im too deep into thought.

I sit down and daydream more. I am obsessed with him, but.. why him?

1. He's a selfish jerk.

2. He's a player.

3.I hardly know him.

If I keep reminding myself that, maybe I won't think about it any more. I smile at the possibility.

Amy kicks my shin. I think she likes doing that.

"What?" I whisper.

"What's wrong with you? You've hardly said anything.. you look a bit sick."

"Oh well thank you very much."

"Not what I meant." Now she looks serious but also has a slight look of curiosity on her face and I can tell why."You look love sick," she finishes.

My cheeks flush."I am not!" I whisper loudly but then regret it hoping the teacher doesn't hear. But luckily, they don't, they just keep grading. We were supposed to do a small review test but I've only gotten a few questions answered.

She sighs, noticing my lies. I've never been a good liar.

"Whatever but you damn better be telling me everything on the phone tonight."

I just smile.

The teacher is now handing out our book reports so we can see our grades.

As he hands me mine he whispers,"Be quiet or you get detention."

So much for the suspicion of him not noticing.

I nod to accept his warning.

My smile grows when I see the A+ mark.

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I sit down at a lunch table with Amy, hunks starting to surround us.

They have their conversations as me and Amy have our own.

The hunk sitting next to me says,"And then he said, where the f is my jersey?"

He has blonde hair and blue eyes like me. Kind of cute but I can't think about that right now.

Amy slightly points at him and says,"Ryan Leville, quarterback. He's talking about the prank the team played on Quartvelle High last season. They snuck into the locker room and took the teams jerseys before the final game."

Heh. But then I wonder why on earth a quarterback would sit next to me. Im a nobody here, or so I thought.

As if to read my mind she says, "Everybody knows you now Ally. Ever since Grant gave you the look, no one will stop talking. You're famous now."

I chuckle. "Im a fucking star."

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When I sit down in biology, I frown at the sight of Grant's empty seat.

Amy's P.O.V:

I was excited to see Ally today. I had to hear about her and Grant, that boys amazing. SOOO HOT too. I'm very happy for Ally.

As she gets on the bus, she doesn't talk to me like she did yesterday. She's probably tired. We did work pretty hard on that book report, I can't wait to see the grades we both got. Sometimes, I feel nerdy, and I think Im feeling it now. But I also don't want to start off the year with bad grades.

As we head to english, she almost runs into people so I pull her arm so she doesn't get in their way. What is wrong with this girl?

She sits down still daydreaming as she grabs the review test.

I see her answer one question but then find her attention drifting from the test back into her daydream.

She smiles and I kick her shin. A boy.

"What?" she whispers a bit harsh as if I interrupted something important.

"What's wrong with you? You've hardly said anything.. you look a bit sick." Which I then realized was probably not the most polite thing to say.

"Oh well thank you very much," she replies obviously hurt.

"Not what I meant. You look love sick."

I see the blush rise to her cheeks. "I am not!" Although, by her newly red glow, I can tell she's lying.

"Whatever but you damn better be telling me everything on the phone tonight."

I meant it. I like to know everything. It's my thing, but especially when it comes to romance.

Mystery P.O.V:

I walk around waiting for him to come. No way in hell am I letting him around her. I've heard enough bad things.

I watch as he arrives greeting me with a smirk.

"Stay away from her," I say not caring to greet.

"Why? Like that's gonna stop me?" He says as he rolls his eyes.

I throw a punch at him but he catches my fist twisting it a bit. It doesn't hurt much, he seems weak.

"I'm not here to fight."

"Pussy," I say.

"Just want to respect the brother of my soon-to-be girlfriend."

"She won't be your girlfriend. She knows better than to pick an asshole like you." But then, I realize what he said. Girlfriend, the bad boy player wants a girlfriend. What about one-night-stands? "Besides since when did the bad boy want a girlfriend? You know one he spends more than a night session with."

"Since he met Ally," he replies proudly.

I have nothing else to say. I just walk home not sure of what to think.

Hey! Hope you all enjoyed this update and more soon! Smooch!

-Rosie