Uncontrollable (Hayes Grier bad boy fanfiction)

•"you can't ignore me forever."•

song for this chapter: Steal my Girl- One Direction
~Kendra POV~
*beep! beep!* My alarm clock sounds. I slowly wake up as the bright sun is piercing my eyes. I collect my thoughts as I remember that today is the last day of 8th grade! Wait, wait, wait. Let me introduce myself.

I'm Kendra. Kendra Sanchez.

I am 13 years old, in the 8th grade. I go to Davidson Day middle school. I have long red hair with emerald green eyes. I am about 5'4". I play basketball, volleyball, and I run track. I also dance and I sing a little. Yep that's me! (A/N: Creds to anyone who gets this reference.)

I drag my feet behind me as I walk over to my closet. It's the last day of school so I don't really care what I wear, not that I do any other day. Oops¿? I grab a pair of dark blue wash high waisted jean shorts. I also grab a pink, yellow, and orange flannel.

I got a dark blue cami to put underneath it. Normally when I wear flannels I leave them open. i grab my underwear and walk into the bathroom. I turn on the shower and strip of my clothes. I pour shampoo into my hand and rub it through my hair. I do the same with conditioner, and I also shave.

I hop out of the shower and stand in front of the mirror. I decide to curl my hair. I plug my curling wand up and as I'm waiting for it to warm up I put my clothes on. I decide on wearing my white low top converse. I curl my hair and put a little chap stick, then lipgloss on. I don't really wear makeup.

After I'm done I grab my phone and backpack and head downstairs. My parents already left for work so it's just me. I grab the Cinnamon Toast Crunch and pour it into a bowl, along with milk. I sit at the table and scroll through Instagram as I eat. When I'm finished it is 7:00. I meet my best friend Charlotte at the bus stop at 7:15.

I sit on the couch and watch Spongebob till about 7:10 and then head out. I meet Char at the bus stop and we greet each other. We see the school's "bad boy" Hayes Grier and his group of no good troublemakers make their way towards the bus stop. Me and Char just continue making conversation with ourselves. I can see that Hayes is a bad boy, but I know his soft side. Yes he has one.

We have been best friends since the 2nd grade. He was my first real friend. One day I was all alone when he came by me. He has been by my side ever since. Until this year. We hung out in the summer before 8th grade started. Then when we got back to school he didn't talk to me, and I saw him hanging out with a bad crowd. It upset me because we were best friends. I guess not anymore, we don't even talk.

I saw him make his way towards me, but decided to pretend not to see him. He stepped in between me and Char and faced me. He was uncomfortably close, and slipped his hands on my hips. He pushed my hair behind my ear and leaned his mouth by my ear. "Goodmorning babe." he whispered seductively. His minty breath on my neck sent chills down my spine.

I kind of liked that feeling. Wait! No I don't he's the bad boy I can't like him no matter how much history we have. I moved his hands off of my hips and walked to the other side of Char. As I did so, the bus approached us. We walked on and as I was about to sit next to Char one of Hayes' friends beat me to it.

I sighed and sat in front of her. Just my luck, Hayes sat down. I just stared at him intensely and he stared back at me. He placed his hand on my bare thigh and caressed it softly. "Two times in one morning? Lucky me." he smirked. He leaned over and whispered to me, "You look really hot in those shorts." I really wanted him to kiss me so bad!

Wait, snap out of it. He ditched me to be a rebel so we aren't friends anymore. I just turned my head and looked out of the window. "You can't ignore me forever." I heard him say. We finally arrived at school and the day went on. There is going to be a party tonight to celebrate the last day.

Char is coming over to my house until the party. Oh, did I mention that Hayes lives right next to me? Lucky me! Note the sarcasm. He pretty much followed us as we walked home. We finally reached my house and rushed in.

"Let's get ready for that party!" I yelled.