The Bad Boy Craves Me✔

2. A disheveled mess

      I was sure that the next thing to come would be me making the headlines as the stupidest kid in high school.

But instead of more humiliation, I was greeted with a strange sound - a chorus of gasps that quickly turned into laughter. The laughter was coming from none other than the infamous bad boys of the school.

I couldn't believe my ears. These guys were known for their brooding, tough-guy personas. It was rumored that they never smiled, and they certainly never laughed. And yet, here they were, their deep, gruff chuckles filling the room.

As I looked on, even the teacher appeared astonished, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Meanwhile, a small smile crept onto my face as I took in the sight of Kristen Slovac, Kyle Bower, and the notorious twins, known around school as the "bad boys."

Kristen, the leader as he is known to everyone, sat, dressed in a sleek black leather jacket, a crisp black t-shirt, and form-fitting black denim jeans. His thick, jet-black hair was styled to perfection, accentuating his chiseled features and prominent muscles that were visible beneath his clothing. The sight of him was undeniably striking, exuding an air of confident bad-boy allure that could easily be mistaken for that of a playboy.

Beside him sat his best friend Kyle, who had a rich, dark skin tone and a towering, slender frame that could easily turn heads. He had the kind of looks that made girls swoon, resembling a supermodel with chiseled features that seemed almost too perfect.

Behind the two were the Steele twins, Marco and Maurice, who had already made a name for themselves in the modeling industry at just fifteen years old. Their towering frames, lanky figures, and bright blonde hair complemented their piercing ocean green eyes. They were known to be the playful type, but one wrong move and you could find yourself in a tight spot.

I was so mesmerized by the sight of the school's most gorgeous and sophisticated guys that I almost failed to notice Regina and her friends shooting daggers in my direction, their expressions steaming with anger.

I couldn't help but wonder if my decision to provoke the school's queen bee and land myself on her most-hated list was worth it? Absolutely not.

Without a moment's hesitation, I made a beeline for the door as soon as the bell rang, not wanting to stick around and face any further humiliation from Regina or risk getting sent to detention by the teacher.
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As lunchtime arrived, all I could think about was finding a place to hide and never showing my face again. I longed to retreat to the safety of my home and snuggle up in bed with my baby brother, Antonio, while watching movies.

Some might call me a coward for wanting to hide away, but I knew deep down that my true motive was to survive high school in one piece. With Regina and her minions making it increasingly difficult for me, I knew it wouldn't be long before she turned all the popular kids against me.

You might be wondering why I didn't just transfer to another school, but this particular institution happened to be my parents' alma mater and one of the top schools in New York. Plus, it wasn't as though I wanted to let Regina win by forcing me out.

Taking a deep breath, I resolved to head to the cafeteria for a quick snack and try my best to pretend that none of the earlier events had happened. Unfortunately, my plan was thwarted when a group of bloody idiots decided that my arrival was the perfect opportunity to start gossiping. As if that wasn't bad enough, Steff suddenly excused herself to go to the bathroom, leaving me to face it all on my own.

As I made my way towards the cafeteria, I overheard a group of students whispering maliciously about me. One voice in particular stood out, saying, "There she is. I heard she told Regina that with enough make-up, she could be a demon from the bottomless pit."