THE BADBOY NEXT DOOR (completed)

Detention with the Bad Boy. pt2

THE BAD BOY NEXT DOOR
AUTHORS NOTE:
Hi my chickens,I finally have another chapter your you all to enjoy. Don't forget to vote and comment.

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I wake up super happy today, which never happens! But I'm going to the Justin Bieber concert today. You know, the one Miah bought me to tickets to for going to that party where I got so drunk I couldn't remember it anyways. Yeah...that one. Like honestly I don't think anything could ruin my mood today.
I get dressed, apply a thin coat of mascara and run down stairs to get something to eat. I decide on a granola bar and skip out of the kitchen.

"You look chirpy this morning," my Mom stated with a grin tugging at her lips.

"Well, as a matter of fact, I'm going to see the Biebs today. How could I not be? He's only like the greatest singer...ever!" I exclaim still smiling.

"Well, I'm off to work, you have fun," Mom chirps.

I follow her out the door and jump in my car. I turn the key only to hear a chugging sound.
Noooooo. Surely not. How the hell am I gonna get to school with no car? I turn the key again, and again only to hear the same chugging and spluttering sound as the first time.

"Ughhhhhhhhh!!" I groan with tears of frustration rolling down my cheeks, this can't be happening!

"Uhhh, you okay?" Jake asks through my open window.

"No! Of course I'm not! My stupid car won't start!" I complain.
Jake just smirks at me like an idiot.
What the hell is his problem? He's so infuriating sometimes.

"What?!" I snapped.

"You're so cute when you're mad," he smirks at me infuriatingly.

My face starts to heat up, I really hope he doesn't notice. I shyly look away. Why does he make me blush even when I'm mad? That should not be happening.
He lets out a low, barely audible chuckle.
Ooft. That was kinda hot.

"Well if you need a ride to school, I'll be happy to take you," he offers generously.

"Yeah I'd love a ride," I answer.

....on you.

"I'm sorry what did you just say?" Jake asks with a questionable look.

Oh My Pop-Tarts!! Did I just say that out loud?!?! Why am I so dumb around him? Why am I even thinking that! Ughhhhh.
I just gotta play it cool. Act like nothing happened.

"No, I uhhh whaaa?? I mean I will take you up on that ride...that's all I said," I say kind of trailing off at the end thinking of what that would actually be like. ALIYA! Snap out of it. This can't become a problem.

"Okay," he smiled giving me a slightly weird look. "I'll be back in a second. I've just got to go get my bike."

I still don't know how I feel about going on a motorbike, but oh well. I'll take any excuse to put my arms around his toned abdomen.

Gosh Aliya seriously are we still on this? He's a friend, that's it. A very very very good looking friend.

He pulls out of his drive way on his bike, "Paityn", his rich brown hair flowing in the wind, making him look incredibly sexy.

I swear I basically had an eyegasm right there. Wow, I really need to stop thinking like this.

He holds out a helmet for me. But I can't see another.

"Aren't you gonna wear a helmet?Motorbikes are dangerous you know."

"I'll be fine, doll face." He smirked knowing how much I hate the name.