London's Bad Boy.

Chapter 5.

London's Bad Boy: Chapter 5: This Means War.

The bell rang, finally releasing me from this hell-hole. 
I grabbed my bag and quickly sprung from my seat, almost knocking it over in the process. 
I walked out of the library and made my way to my locker, but not before bumping into someone like the klutz I am. 
I dropped my book on the floor and quickly bent down to pick it up. 
"Clumsy much?," someone said. I rolled my eyes and stood up. 
"Moron," I shot back, glaring at my brother. 
"Yea, yea. Anyways, Amber wanted me to tell you she is going to walk home with you so you're not by yourself," Jake told me. 
"Oh yea, hockey," I sighed in realization. 
"Yea so wish me luck," he smiled, handing me back my book. 
"Good luck," I smiled, taking my book and giving him a quick hug. 
"Hey, let's go we have to get there before Drew!" Somebody yelled. I looked up to see Carlos, Tye, and James standing by the main doors. 
"Alright," Jake yelled back. I gave him a questioning look, raising an eyebrow. 
"We have a bet on who can get there quicker," Jake told me before running to the other boys. 
"Good luck guys!" I called to them before they left. They all yelled a 'thanks' back before leaving. I smiled and turned around the corner, making my way to my locker. 
I opened it up and put my things inside. I grabbed my backpack and my shirt that Amber so nicely hung up for me. I threw the shirt on. Lucky for me it was dry now, but smelled like chicken soup. I threw my backpack over my shoulder and closed my locker. 
I walked down the hallway towards Amber's locker and stopped when I saw her. I slowly started to walk towards her and stopped when I was right behind her. 
"HEY AMBER!" I yelled. She jumped about two feet in the air as a girlish scream escaped her lips. I doubled over in laughter, holding my stomach in the process. 
"Y-ou-r fa-ce!" I said, gasping for air in between my laughter. 
"Bitch," she glared at me, closing her locker and putting her backpack on. 
"That's me. So, my brother said you're walking with me?" I asked her after I calmed down. 
"Yea, Bridget has work so she took the car," Amber told me. I nodded my head and we started to walk towards the exit. 
"Want to come over?" I asked her. She smiled at me and nodded her head. 

"Oh no!" Amber groaned, placing her backpack on top of her head.
"What?" I asked, following her outside. 
"It's raining," we both groaned. 
"How far is your house?" Amber asked me. 
"Like five minutes," I told her. She frowned but continued to walk. 
"It's so far!" She complained after we left the school driveway. 
"We have only been walking for fifteen seco-"

I was rudely interrupted by a wave of ice cold water spraying from head to toe. I closed my eyes as the water fell back to the ground, soaking me in the process. 
"Sorry about that love," the devil spoke. I opened my eyes back up, spitting out the discussing water that got into my mouth and glared at it. 
"F*ck you Drew!" I yelled, sticking my finger in the air as he drove off. I didn't miss the laughter that followed and the finger that was stuck out his window as well. 

I started to walk back to my house with Amber in tow, not daring to say a word. 
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After a few more minutes of silence we finally reached my house. I walked up the few steps and took out my key that my mother gave me yesterday. Unlocking the door and stepping inside, I walked straight to the kitchen. 
"Want anything?" I asked Amber.
"No thanks," she smiled. I grabbed a water bottle and motioned with my finger and a seductive face for her to follow me up stairs. She laughed at me and put her own seductive face on and strutted over to me. We walked up stairs and I opened my bedroom door. 
"Welcome to my Bat Cave." I told her, ushering her with my hand for her to enter. 
"Pssh, my dungeon is way cooler," she told me, rolling her eyes as she walked inside. 

I laughed at her and walked over to my closet. 
"Want to change?" I asked her. She nodded her head and walked up to me. I handed her a pair of pajama shorts and a Maroon 5 t-shirt and I grabbed myself a pair of yoga pants and a tight One Direction t-shirt. 
"Ugh, you like them too?" Amber groaned as I put my shirt on. 
"Don't dis the boys," I glared at her. 
"So which one are you going to marry?" She asked me, plopping back down on my bed. 
"Niall," I smiled. 
"Ooh, really? I like Harry." She smiled. 
"You dare dis the boys when you secretly want to marry one?" I asked shocked, shaking my head as I sat next to her.
"I didn't dis," she laughed, pushing me over. I laughed along with her as she fell down next to me onto the bed. 

"So I heard what happened ninth period," she told me. 
"Ugh, don't remind me," I groaned. 
"It's not going to stop you know," she smiled sympithetically.
"Amber! What am I going to do?" I asked her, putting my head in my hands. "I can't deal with him, he's the devil!" I cried.
"There's only thing you can do," She told me. I picked my head up and looked at her.
"Declare war?" I joked. 
"Declare war," She comfirmed. 
"I was kidding," I stated like she was stupid, giving her the 'WTF' face.
"No listen! See you are the only girl friend I really have, beside my sister and Tye's girlfriend an-"
"Amber if there's a point, please get to it," I interupterd.
"Oh, well even though we just met I consider you a best friend, so I am willing to help you with this-this deed," she smirked. 
"Alright, I declare war," I laughed. 
"Great!" She clapped her hands together and got off of my bed to walk over to my closet. 

"Alright, first we need to get you a hot outfit," she explained, turning to my closet.
"Okay," I said, hopping off of my bed and walking over to her. 
"What are you feeling? Skirt or jeans?" She asked holding up both. 
"Hm, what are we trying to do?" I questioned. 
"Make him want you," she smirked. 
"Skirt, I got the legs for a skirt," I winked. She just laughed at me throwing the tight black skirt onto my bed. 
"Next. My mother told me that red always catches the eye. Do you have anything red, love?" She asked me. I nodded my head vigorously and pushed her out of the way. 
"This is my favorite top to get a boys attention. You see it somehow make everything on me look amazing, I will look pornstar-model sexy," I explained. She laughed at my example.
"They have pornstar-models?" She asked me.
"Well, ya. Someone’s gotta model the porn right?" I asked her. She just laughed and threw the shirt on my bed.
"Okay, now Drew is a bad boy correct?" She asked me. 
"Well that's what I've hear," I told her, watching to see what she was going to pull out of my closet. My mother being a fashion designer and me wanting to follow her footsteps, the only thing we agreed on, had multiple perks. I always had the best thing, even before it was in stores.
"What does every bad boy own?" She asked me.
"A gun?" I asked. 
"No!" She yelled at me, smacking my head.
"Ow!" I yelled, hitting her back. 
"What else?" She asked again, hands on hips wait for my next answer. 
"A shitty personality. An ugly hoe following him around that likes to spill soup on people and ruin their cute shir-" Amber laughed at me shaking her head. 
"A leather jacket you moron!" She yelled at me, rudely cutting me off as well. 
"Oh...” I said. She rolled her eyes and threw the jacket on the bed. 
"Shoes..." She muttered to her self, looking around my closet floor. 
"Keeping it classy with a pair of stilettoes?" I asked holding up a pair of black high heels. Amber nodded her head with a huge smile plastered on her face. 
"Yes!" She clapped.
"I can't believe I'm wearing this to school," I shook my head. 
"You'll be fine!" She told me, running towards my jewelry.
"You're sleeping over to help me tomorrow," I told her. 
"Will your mum be okay with it?" She asked me. 
"I don't know," I shrugged walking up to her. 
"I like that one!" I told her holding up a gold and black flower necklace with diamonds set around it. She nodded her head.
"That with these," she told me holding up a pair of feathered earrings, a leaf ring, and a pair of black stud earrings for my second hole. 
"Sounds good." I told her. 
"I will curl your hair and do your makeup tomorrow," she told me, looking at my face quizzically. 
"I don't wear anything but mascara," I told her. 
"Well tomorrow is a special day," she told me. 

"Nicole I made it!" I heard Jake scream as he stomped up the stairs and barged into my room. 
"Oh, hey Amber," he smiled. 
"You made it!" Amber and I said excitedly. 
"HUG ME!" He said, spreading his arms open. Amber and I laughed and gave him a quick hug before pulling away. 
"Who else did?" Amber asked. 
"Uh, Carlos, James, Tye, Drew, a kid name Louis and then about nine other guys that don't go to our school," he smiled, plopping down on my bed. 
"What's all this?" He asked, gesturing to the clothes.
"Nicole is calling war," Amber smile. Jake raised an eyebrow in confusion. 
"Let's just say I'm going to teach Andrew Taylor not to mess with a New York City girl," I smirked.
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