★Loving The Bad Boy★

Wasn't My Idea

Remember earlier when I said it takes a lot to get my bad side out? Well Nick has been making sure that it shows. Recently, Lizzie is visiting her 3rd step mom in Kentucky, and Maddie has been trying to convince some of the football players to come to the next school fundraisers. Yeah, good luck with that Maddie. So that means I'm alone during school.

And I have plenty other galfriends at school but not a desperate in need of friend thing, so I've been hanging out with Nick and his BS filled friends, even though they can be quite entertaining once in a while.

"Hey. Jessica." Whispered Nick poking my back with the tip of his eraser.

"What." I sighed.

"Wanna ditch class. It just started so we'll still have a whole period." Nick stated as if sharing a super secret well thought out spy plan.

"To do what?" I snapped.

"To make out." He rolled his eyes. I caught onto his sarcastic tone and swung my head around.

"Cut the crap and tell me then." I whispered keeping my eye on the distracted teacher typing on his computer. The other students just silently read their books.

"Just come on." He snapped.

"How genius?" I smirked.

"Just run out the door when I say so."

"What!? Ok now I know your crazy." I rolled my eyes.

He shot me a death like glare and I nodded in final agreement. Nick was fumbling with a paper clip shaping it into a point then flung it at an 'overweight' dude on the neck.

"Ow!" The kid shrieked much too dramatically. Wow.....he's crying...yeesh...

"Go." Nick grunted as the teacher ran to the wailing kid.

I stood and tried to silently shuffle out the door. A couple of the students gave me unfair warning eyes, but once Nick had snuck behind me giving them a glare, the students immediately went back to their books.

We walked unnoticed through the hallway and into the parking lot.

"Ok are you gonna tell me what your doing or am I gonna assume I'm getting kidnapped?" I questioned.

"Oh chill. We're gonna do a little school rival prank." He smirked, leading me to his jet black motorcycle. Yay! I've only ridden on a motorcycle once and that was with my dad. Before he, you know. The truth is I really didn't know much of my dad. All I know was told was that he was killed in a car accident.

"What prank? If this is gonna put me in jail like you well then count me out. Plus why do I have to go?" I asked staring at his awesome bike.

"Well the football players are paying us to steal Archveiws mascot suit. Kyle, Hunter, and Joe, are in Mr.Closskies, and there is no way they can sneak outa there. So. You seem to be known for trouble." He smiled.

"Oh. Hey but I'm not known for trouble!" I tried to defend. Ok let's face it, I bailed 4 troublesome bad boys out of jail.

"Uh huh. Now get on we ain't got all day love." He teased.

Of course, no helmet. So me and him both have a chance of head trauma. But then again I don't want helmet hair....don't judge, I know, I know, risking my life for hair.

"I haven't ridden on one in a long time." I said flatly.

"You've ridden one before?" He asked grabbing my waist and pulling me next to the bike then lifting me onto the seat.