The bad boys heart

1. First day

Carly's pov

I wake up to the sound of my alarm going off. I groan as I remember today is my first day of college. I just moved to the city from a small town. My dad is a CEO of a huge company and we moved here because it's easier for his job. My mum on the other hand is a fashion designer, one of the best I might add. Both my parents are well known. I'm not lucky enough to be an only child. My older brother Harry is 22. He's going to take over my fathers company and my mother wants me to take over her fashion business.

Harry is living in an apartment near the business HQ. I've went to college for 2 years, but last year I completed it online as I had to travel a lot. As I'll be taking over my mothers business in a few years, she wanted me to get to know the ropes early. Now we're in the city and dorms are full, so I'm living with my parents at the moment. But I'm completing my last year.

Grunting, I get out of bed and jump in the shower. After a shower I dry myself then wrap the towel around me. I put on some moisturiser then blow dry my hair. Afterwards I put on a greenish grey tank top, black ripped jeans and a black jacket to top it off.

I then tie my hair back into a messy bun, and pull out a few strands from the front. Satisfied I go back into my room and slip on some white Nike air forces. Once I'm ready I grab my phone and keys then head down stairs to have breakfast. *outfit and hair above*

When I go down stairs I see a note on the bench. Great no ones home. After breakfast I head to campus. I park in the car park then take a deep breath before getting out of my car. Luckily the front office is at the front of the campus. It's the first thing I saw.

I walk inside the office and I'm greeted by the office ladies. "Carly?" They ask. "That's me." I say smiling. "Great here's your timetable and someone to show you around will be on her way. Her name is Chloe. Take a seat." She says smiling and handing me a timetable. I sit down as I wait for Chloe to come.

"Carly?" Says a high pitched voice. I look up and see a skinny blonde headed girl. She has blue eyes, long straight blonde hair, she clearly has lip injections, a nose job and most definitely a boob job. She looks like the cliche rich, entitled, spoilt, blonde bitch. But I shouldn't judge a book by it's cover.

"Chloe?" I ask. "Yes that's me. Everyone around here knows me, I'm pretty popular." She says grinning. Yep, she's that girl. "That's so cool." I say rolling my eyes. "Look, I'll let you off easy this time. But if you ever disrespect me again, you'll regret it." She threatens as we walk into the halls.

Pft, I'd like to see her try. "I'm so scared." I say sarcastically. Her face reddens in anger. She's about to say something, but she shuts up and turns around. "We have to finish the tour, because it gives me extra credit." She explains. Like I care.

I look down at my timetable to see what I have first, when suddenly I bump into someone causing me to fall down. "I'm so sorry Jayden! She's new and clearly clumsy." Says that high pitched voice as I stand up. Wait did she say Jayden. Before I have time to react I'm jerked to the side.

"Last warning you bitch! And you stay away from Jayden and Cole or I'll make your life a living hell!" She says in a loud hushed voice. "Is that all you're going to do! Keep making threats and given me warnings?!" I ask raising my voice. "I'll make your life a living hell!" She sputters. Everyone attention now falls on us.

"You see..." I say stepping up to her. "All you're giving me are threats. You're all bark no bite. You said if I disrespect you again, I'd regret it." I spit. "And 'bitch'." I say mocking her. "You haven't done shit." I say in hushed tone up in her face.

Her face is even redder than before. I can just imagine smoke coming out of her ears. I can see flash of phone lights on the corner of my eye. "I swear to god, I will-" She starts. "You don't scare me, you blonde headed barbie bitch." I spit. She looks taken aback for a moment before her eyes start to water. She huffs before stomping away.