Winning over The Bad Boy(Do you wanna play a game)

Chapter: 31

**NOT PROOF READ!** 

When we arrived to Florida, it was about ten thirty and I was exhausted! My phone ended up dying and I was stuck with the radio music until we stopped again so I could get my computer and charger. Every time I tried to get out of my seat my mother would yell at me to sit back in my seat.

We finally needed gas around six and I couldn't have jumped into my bag any faster. I pulled out my Apple MacBook Air and attached my charger to hit. I then plugged in my phone and waited for it to turn back on. Once it did, I immediately went to my music and drowned myself in Ed Sheeran once again. 

I fell asleep shortly after to the beat of "Give me Love." As soon as my mom woke me up telling me we were here, I jumped out of the car. Literally. As soon as I was out I stretched my limbs because they were so tense. Ryder's parents pulled up shortly after followed by Liam and the skank he brought a long.

I looked at the cabin for the first time and saw that there were two. One was smaller than the other, and they had quite the distance between them. I'm guessing one was the main cabin and the other was the guest one, per say. Once everyone was together once again my mother spoke up. 

"Okay, sleeping arrangements are simple, you four." My mother said gesturing towards, Liam, Bimbo Barbie, Ryder and I, "are sleeping in that cabin." My mom said while pointing to the smaller one. "And we'll be in the main one, okay?" She asked and we all nodded. "Great." And with those words, I grabbed my two suitcases and ran to the cabin.

I walked into the many large rooms. All the rooms in the cabin were the same. Big California King sized beds with a walk in closet and in-suite bathroom. I ran up the three flights and walked into the bedroom in the way back. 

I dropped my bags in the middle of the floor and ran to the bed. I landed face first into the pillows. I sighed in content. Thank gosh I'm here. Honestly, I just wanted to sleep, but my mind wouldn't let me stop thinking about Ryder. The fact that he smokes is hot. I mean, I don't smoke all the time, just when I absolutely need to, and my mom new I needed to hence why she bought them for me.

I also know that Ryder doesn't smoke all the time considering that was the first time I saw him do it. It was literally the most attractive thing I have ever seen. 

Sleep was gone now and I decided that I'd listen to music. I pulled out my water speakers and plugged them in. I plugged my phone in and turned on my Miley Cyrus Album. I honestly loved it. Whether I was in the mood for sweet slow songs, or upbeat happy party songs, she was the artist for just that. 

I walked back to my bag and pulled out a sports bra and spandex. I pulled off my shorts and stockings and slipped on the spandex. I then moved to my shirt, taking it off and throwing it on the floor. I put my purple sports bra on. I walked over to the closet, dragging my bags behind me and started to set everything up for the next week. 

I was finally finished around twelve thirty or so and wanted to keep distracted from Ryder. I was always wondering what he'd be doing. I shook my head and flipped my hair over and put my hair up in a very, very messy ponytail. 

I walked out the room and went to the kitchen that was on the first floor. I pulled out the Apple Juice and poured myself a glass. Tomorrow, I'm probably going to drive to the store that was about fifty miles out of the woods and buy a few cases of Red Bull to stash in my mini fridge. I have an obsession, okay? Judge me.

I was walking back upstairs and tripped. 'Crap.' I cussed under my breath and ran back up the stairs to my room. I walked in and Ryder was lying on my bed. "Hey." He whispered. "What're you doing here?" I sighed and walked to put my drink on the dresser. "I wanted to apologize." I held my hand up. "It's fine, but I'm tired. We'll talk later." I motioned to the door and he got up sadly. He had hurt in his eyes.

I wanted to cry and run into his arms, but I knew I couldn't. He really hurt me. He walked passed me and walked out the door to his room. I sat on my bed and eventually curled up into a ball and just cried. I didn't know what to do, but I knew I'd ignore him for the rest of the time here. It's what he wants. He told me he didn't want to talk to me anymore. I'm the one who isn't good enough for him. 

He had everything all wrong. I didn't deserve him. He was hot and I wasn't, sure I'm pretty, but I'm not hot. He's popular; I'm a nerd for crying out loud. We just don't match up and that crap about opposites attracting is bull. I'm only ever an easy target. But not this time. I can't fall harder for Ryder more than I have. I can't love him, because love doesn't last. Look at my mom and dad. He left and never looked back. He never loved my mother like she loved him. 

And I wasn't about to love Ryder, just so he could get up and leave. I'm granting his wish and not sticking around him any longer. 

A/N SORRY THIS ONE WAS SHORT AND BORING, THE NEXT ONE SHOULD BE BETTER.