The Bad Boy

Chapter 5

Stephanie's P.O.V

Ally and I decided that we should stay the night at her house, for real this time. I pack up my school bags, and then my outfit for the next day, which consists of a white lace dress and some caramel cowboy boots. Then, we drive to her house and spend the night watching TV on her IPad in lawn chairs in her front lawn, keeping watch for Harry. In the morninng when we get up, and I get dressed in the dress and boots, pull my wavy cherry red hair into a ponytail, and drive to school. About half way there, we catch up to Harry, who is walking on foot. I press soemthing so my phone connects to the car, and blast "Eye of the Tiger" for motivation. He flips us off and we drove away.

Harry passes me going out of my first period class, as I enter. I sit down in my usual desk, but Harry doesn't appear for the entire class. I have a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"I saw Harry just this morning, but was he in class today?" I ask Ally as we walk towards my locker.

"No, I didn't see him since we drove by him this morning." She says. "Which by the way was pure genius."

"Thank..." I say, but my breath catches in my throat. Taped all over my locker are pads.

"Um, Steph, you're leaking." Ally says and points to my backside where I can see a large red stain.

"No, I got over it like a week ago." I say.

There is a crowd gathering. Harry. Damn him. I grab my keys from my locker, and storm out, Ally following me. I stomp through the parking lot until I find my car.

"You have got to be shitting me." I gasp.

Painted on the back window are the words "STEPHANIE LOVES HARRY STYLES" and on the sides are "I LOVE HARRY STYLES'S ANACONDA!" In day glow yellow letters. Ally appears behind me, doubled over in laughter.

"Okay, okay. I know you're pissed but that is pretty good." Ally says.

I laugh a bit. "Yeah, it is. He is getting good, but we're better." I say. "Come on, we're ditching."

"I can't afford to skip." Ally says.

"There are approximately fifteen pages on my kitchen table with both my parents signatures on them. A little forging and we can have yours, and a day absence excuse." I say.

"You are devious." Ally says. "and as Harry would say, I like it!"

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We go to my house and find the papers. Then, we forge a doctor's note.

It says:

Ally has been diagnosed with a serious condition. She has clavical heart palvitations in her air sacks. This condition might cause her to become very weak, drowsy, and naseous. That is the reason she left school early today. She may have this problem very often. She also needs Stephanie to accompany her to the doctor's office, so they will be absent frequently.

Sincerely, Dr. Natalie Stevens

"Are clavical heart palvatations in the air sacks even real?" Ally asks after I finish writing the note.

"I think so, but I am not sure," I shrug my shoulders.

"It doesn't matter. Let's go think of more pranks to pull on Harry," Ally picks up her notebook and heads outside.

"Gladly," I follow her out.

Ally and I sit on the grass in my front yard as we try to think of more pranks. We take notes in on some paper, but still don't have a full plan.