HE'S A BAD BOY

CHAPTER ONE

Being popular isn't easy...you have your friends, rivals and haters. Some people will see you and start assuming that you are like any typical high school jerk who thinks you rule the school. I don't wear my hair in pigtails and carry around pompoms. I am like any other high school girl- tank top and worn jeans to school, little or no make up and trying to pass all my classes.

Not only am i the captain of the cheer squad but also i'm the captain of the chess team, debate team and also the top student of my year. Don't get me wrong, I am NOT proud. I am just grateful for what I have because I've worked so hard to get where I am.

''Hilary! Wait up!'' A shriek came from the clustered hallway. It seemed like everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to me. I let out an unearthly groan and turned around to meet a head of strawberry blonde hair. Good, just the person I wanted to see- Rebecca-my best friend.

She was like your typical nerd-slacks for pants and oversized sweatshirts, too big glasses and worn converse. She was beautiful under that clothing- emerald green eyes, plump cherry lips, a tan skin and long strawberry blonde hair. She had curves that were concealed by her clothing but she could care less.

I smiled at her and gestured her to come for towards my locker, passing the murmurs of the children in the hallway.

''Why do these children gossip so much?'' She asked once arriving at my locker. ''We've been friends since we were in diapers. Can't they aceept that and put it in their thick heads? Geez!'' She exclaimed, shaking bubbly hair.

''They maybe can't think that a girl like me can hang out with an awesome girl like you.'' I chimed in as she took out an elastic band.

''Please! They can't accept the fact that i'm your best friend!'' She shouted as she tied her hair back. ''Freaking asses!! I tell you if I was the principal of this school I would ensure that anyone who judges someone like me would get shot.''

I laughed at her remark as I closed my locker. She always blabbered about if she rule the school how different it would be-unpopulars would become the kings and queens of the school and popular would suck up to their asses (her words, not mine).

''I tell you-'' she stopped mid-sentence and froze in a demeaning manner in the hallway-mouth agape and eyes bulging. I followed her gaze and saw the halls being parted as three dudes emerged. It seems as if everyone caught up on the situation and started making way for the three KINGS of Pembroke high.

Everyone but Becca. She stood there looking lost as they proceeded their way to her. I quickly grabbed her fragile limbs and pulled her out of the way just in time. But to our avail her books fell in that procedure, making a loud thud in the hallways. Suddenly all the boys' heads fell from the heavens and made their way to where Becca and I were standing. I grunted as I saw smirks on their faces.

Let me introduce them, you had the leader and the most arrogant of them all- Samuel Stevens. All six foot of lean muscles, sculptered face, brown eyes, perfect teeth, jet black hair and leather jacket and boots. He was the most obnoxious and determined boy I've ever met. He slept with almost all the girl population at our school-me and Becca excluded. Then you had Zach Waterson-he was like Samuel's bitch-being his back up with everything. He was like a typical boy next door, sandy blonde hair, bright blue eyes, perfect smile and just the right amount of muscles. If he didn't show that personality so often he probably would have a girlfriend to occupy his time. Then you have Alex Peterson, his face was defined just like a grown man, with his regular unshaven stubble, dark grey eyes, black just-got-out-of-bed hair and a tall, muscular figure. He was usually what some people would call the one on the side.