I Punched The Bad Boy: UNEDITED

Chapter 18: To My Locker, My Noble Steed!

"Aaaarrrggghhhh!!!" My alarm clock yelled at me. Well, in reality, it was making a beeping noise, but a disgruntled yell is what it sounded more like to me. I groaned and brought my hand down onto the box.

I felt myself almost fall back into sleep when it screamed at me again. "Aaarrgghh!!"

I pressed the off button, sitting up from my very comfy position. I rubbed my eyes a few times before throwing my legs off the side of the bed. I gasped and shrank back into the bed when my feet made contact with the cold hard floor.

And then it hit me.

Oh no. Why? Why couldn't it wait?

I sucked in a breath as I plotted my straight path to the bathroom. I then hopped out of bed and made a tip-toe run to it.

"Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold!" I exclaim, making my way down the hallway.

I am halted in my tracks when Cammy exits his room and steps in front of me.

"Charlie, what are you doing?" He asks in an exasperated voice. His brown hair is sticking up in all places as he rubs one of his eyes.

I hop from one foot to the other as the icy floor sends chills up my legs. "Slowly dying of hypothermia." I shiver, rubbing my arms to try and stay warm.

Curse cold weather.

He gives me a 'are-you-kidding' look before realization dawns on him. He glanced behind him toward the bathroom before looking back at me with a mischievous smirk plastered on his face.

My eyes widen. "You wouldn't."

He grins at me before taking off.

"Cammy! Cam! Cameron!" I shout, chasing his large mass of a body down the hallway.

He laughs maniacally as he enters the bathroom and shuts the door in my face.

"Cammy!" I pound on the door.

He chuckles through the door. "One seeccooonnnddd!" He replies in a sing-song voice.

"Ugh!" I grunt. "Cammy!"

"Say pleeeeeaaaassseee!" He sings in a high voice.

I groan. "Why can't you just let me relieve myself!?"

He laughs. "C'mon, Charlie, don't you know me at all?"

"Unfortunately, yes." I mutter to myself.

"I heard that." He says.

I groan. "Cammy, please just let go to the darn bathroom!"

Silence.

"Give me a reason to." He says.

I take a deep breath. "I will fix up your car for the next six months."

A few moments of silence pass by.

"Okay." He chirps, opening the door and waltzing out with a cocky grin on his face.

You'd think Jake was rubbing off on him.

"Oh," he turns on his way back to his room, "my car could use for an oil change." He says, winking at me.

I mentally kick him before I hurriedly go into the bathroom and shut the door.

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After sitting through biology yesterday and having to watch as Lacey flirted with a very uncomfortable Jake, I tried my best to wipe the jealousy that ran through me as I told them I'd see them later. I said I had to study for a test later that week. Lacey seemed oblivious to my attitude while Jake seemed a little hesitant in believing my story. I flashed him my best and most convincing smile, which he seemed to accept.