The Bad Boy's Secrets

You look so perfect standing there,

in my american apparel underwear

and I know now,

that i'm so down ..

My alarm clock sings as I wake up to a very bright sunlit room. I shut both eyes and feel around on my night stand trying to find the snooze button. When I find it, I force myself out of bed towards the bathroom.

"Wow, I look like shit." I say to myself when I look in the mirror at my reflection. Grabbing a hairbrush, I try to brush out my tangles to make myself look decent. Feeling successful, I put mascara on & exit the bathroom. Sweats and a crew neck seems about right for a Monday. Am I right?

Grabbing my backpack and penny board, I head out the door to continue my day in hell.

"Why the hell is Mrs. Madison giving me a shitload of homework on like the second week of school?" My best friend, Andrew, complained to me over the phone.

"Ok well for starters, it's November. You haven't really been showing up lately, so you've missed a lot." I could almost hear him roll his eyes at me. I know, sounds weird. But that's the kind of relationship we had, we know each other almost too well.

"Yeah whatever, are you ready? I'm like five minutes away."

"You could at least give me a heads up that you're actually going to school like the night before. I'm already heading over there, just meet me at my locker or something." I said as I tried to control my balance on my penny board.

"Sounds good. Careful Aubrey!" He commented before I hung up & slid my phone in the pockets of my sweatpants. Psh, when am I ever not?

Andrew & I grew up together, we went to the same school before we even knew one another existed. We eventually met & barely knew or cared for each other. But then middle school came, & we became known as Double AA because we were almost always together. Wherever Andrew went, I followed, vise versa. Now we're suffering through high school. We've both changed a lot, but that didn't tear our friendship apart like it would others. He now has a reputation as one of the school's bad boys, while as for me, remain the total opposite. I'm not interested in what he is, & he knows that, but for some reason our differences made our friendship stronger.

"Jacobs? Hello?! Earth to Aubrey!" Speaking of the devil.

"Why are your hands all up in my face?" I irritably comment not liking his invasion of bubble space.

"You were bugging out again, come on." He says as he shuts my locker for me & attempts to grab my arm for which i'm guessing is to drag me to class.

"Hey, bad boy best friend. Since when are you in a rush to get to class?"

"Since when are you interested in the bad boy  world?" He smirks.

"Since when does rushing to class have to do with being a bad boy?"

"Well you see, bad boys keep an eye out for girls. Hot ones. There just so happens to be one in our next class." He winks.

I roll my eyes as we enter history. I find my seat expecting Andrew to sit next to me when an annoyingly familiar face takes the spot.

"Well hell-o there Aubrey," Ethan Williams winks at me as he leans back in his chair looking me up and down.

"Andrew!" I groan as I turn around to see him flirting with some freshman. Gullible little girl.

"Sorry Aubs, you're on your own." He says as he reaches above my head to pat it like i'm his freaking dog.