The Bad Boy & The Socially Awkward (Unedited)

Chapter 9: Blood

Jordan's POV

I slipped out of her bedroom window. She rushed over to the window and poked her head out, giving me a passionate kiss.

"I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow," I said, looking into her dark eyes.

"Okay," she whispered, kissing me again.

I gave her a smirk and jumped down from the roof.

I hit the ground with a loud THUD and ran over to my car.

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"Jordan, you were supposed to be home an hour ago," my mom scolded.

Here we go again with the curfew shit.

"I know, mom," I sighed.

I stomped upstairs to my room and stripped out of my clothes, getting ready to go to bed.

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Angela linked her arm with mine and rested her head on my shoulder.

I looked down at her with a large smirk curling at my lips.

"Stop!" she said, giggling.

I reached over and started to poke her in the ribs.

She giggled uncontrollably and tried to smack my hands away.

"I wish that I had someone to be that cute with," Monica sighed from across the lunch table.

I pulled my hands away from Angela and gave Monica a blank stare.

"Monica, you don't have to worry about shit like that," I said, giving her a slight glare.

"Jordan," she said, linking her fingers together, "you have a cute relationship with my girl. I think you don't have anything to worry about."

I rolled my eyes at her and looked back at Angela, who was happily watching us.

She reached up to grab my face and pulled me down into a kiss.

"Alright, I'm gonna go," Monica threw her hands in the air.

I pulled away from Angela and gave Monica another blank stare.

"Like I said, you shouldn't worry about anything like that. Your time will come," I said, shaking my head.

She rolled her eyes and walked away. Angela started to giggle next to me.

"Jordan, I have to go. There's council today," she said.

I groaned. "Can't you just skip?"

She has me a pointed look.

"I have detentions because of skipping with you."

"How come I don't have any with you?"

"Because I saved your ass from them," she said, leaning in towards my lips and pecking them.

I rolled my eyes and watched her walk away.

I finished my sandwich and took care of my tray.

I walked over to the lunch table and reached for my bag, but a perfectly manicured hand beat me there.

"You're Jordan, right?" she asked, cocking a perfect eyebrow.

"Who's asking?" I asked back.

"I'm Michelle. I was wondering if we could hang out sometime."

I placed a glare on her. "No. I'm kind of in a relationship."

She bit her lip. "What, with that freak?"

"You are so fucking lucky that you're a girl," I murmured.

"And why is that?" she asked, placing her hands on her hips.

"Because if you were a guy and said that about my girlfriend, I would fuck you up."

I grabbed my bag out of the chair and slung it over my shoulders, walking away.

Fucking plastics and their insecurities!

I threw my bag on the ground next to a brick wall and paced around, fingers running through my hair with anger.

I looked around and punched the brick wall next to me, causing my knuckles to gush blood.

I grabbed my bag and walked down the hallway. I opened the door to the library, catching the attention of everyone in the lounge.

Angela ran over to me. "What are you doing in here?" she whispered.

"Can I speak to you?" I asked.

She looked back and a tall, blonde boy nodded at her.

She looked up at me with a smile and pulled me into the hallway, shutting the door behind her.

I pulled her into a hug and tightly gripped her around the waist.

"Jordan?" she whispered, "Why am I out here?"

I pulled back and looked her in the eyes. "I want you to know that we stand wherever you want us to."

She looked at me with kind eyes.

"You already know what I want us to be."

She looked down at our linked fingers, but stopped swinging them.

"What the fuck? Why are you bleeding?" she yelled.

She looked back up at me with hurt eyes.

"Michelle, or whatever that girl's name is." I said.

"I'm gonna rip her fucking head off, that fucking bitch!"

She pulled away and started walking to the cafeteria. I pulled her arm, making her crash into my chest.

"You don't even know the whole story," I said, kissing her neck.

"I don't care, she's pushed me too far," she mumbled, pushing off of me and bursting through the cafeteria doors.

I followed her to stop her, but as soon as I spotted her, her small fist already met Michelle's face.

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Author's Note

How did you like it? I have no idea if it was a good idea to write in Jordan's POV, but like I said last chapter, it was necessary to me.

I know that last chapter was supposed to be the last one until January 4th or 5th, but I couldn't help myself.

CVF! Love ya! <3

~Debi ^.^