The Bad Boy's Resistance

Chapter 7 - Good Girls Go To Detention Bad Girls Go To The Desert.

I looked up at the sign above the door in front of me. 
'Detention'

I turned the door knob and reluctantly entered the classroom. There were your usual detention suspects; the girl that looked like an 18th century Gothic vampire, the skater kids that were never in class, the bully types that were 10 times larger than they needed to be, the pot heads and of course, sitting at the back of the class was the number one usual suspect, Ryder Powers.

"Fancy seeing you here kitty." he says looking up from his phone and flashing me that famous smirk coupled with his twinkling brown eyes.  Ryder Powers made me feel weak and dizzy...and I liked it.

I took the empty next to him,"Not fancy seeing you here Powers."  

"Let me guess, you couldn't get enough of me, so you followed me all the way to detention."

I glare at him. "I bet you think you're cool cheese don't you Powers?"

"Cool cheese? Come on kitty, I know you can do better than that." I roll my eyes at him attempt to egg me on. 

"What are you in for anyway?"

"I told Ms. Manson to save the green hair and black lipstick for Kylie Jenner. Needless to say she wasn't very happy about it and now here I am. "

He laughs a low laugh and there's this little twinkle in his eyes. "I knew you had an attitude on you but I didn't realize you were the bad girl type."

"I'm not," I defend "I don't even belong here with these hoodlums."

"Calling me a hoodlum?"

"If the shoe fits pretty boy."

"Aw you think I'm pretty."

Ryder was up on his high horse and it was my time to knock him down a notch...again.

I was positive Ryder wouldn't snap the way he did in the halls just earlier today, there was too many people around. 

"You..." he growled "You're like a kitten that thinks you're a lion. You've got a big attitude and you you're so.." he looks at me from he to toe and watches how my feet don't touch the ground. "...you're so fragile and breakable." 

The scene had been playing in my head all day but I managed to push it to the back of my mind.

I lightly touch Ryder's shoulder, pulling him closer to me. 

"Got something dirty you wanna tell me kitty?" I can already see him filling with glee. He thinks I've fallen into his little web, no way. 

But you already have.

Inner voice who's side are you on anyway?

I get closer to his ear and whisper, "Ryder Powers I want you..." I pause for dramatic effect as I see his eyes widen with excitement. "I want you to start pulling your head out of your own butt and don't stop until you hear the 'pop.'" A that moment I stuck my finger in my mouth and pull it out to make a popping noise.

I expected him to come at me with some type of witty comeback, instead he just laughs and pulls back out his phone. He kicks his feet up on the desk and begins texting away.

Well at least he finally left me alone.

No, you don't want that.

I pull out my phone and ear buds, turning on my music, I select Lana del Ray's Ultraviolence album and start from track one.

Masterpiece.

*******

"Crap." I whisper walking out of detention