Keeping the Bad Boy

Chapter 3

My name is Courtney Taylor. I'm about as unpopular you can get when you're 16. Glasses, brown eyes, mid-back length sandy hair, and being super smart never really get you to the top of the popularity list though, right? The only thing I could work with is that my hair dries in natural beach waves, which is a plus I guess. My mom is Judy Taylor who is 37 with chin length brown hair, brown eyes, and a younger sister. She's short too. I'm only 5'5" so I don't have any room to call her short. My dad, Mark, has short blonde hair. He's tall, just like his brother Jeremy that died in Vietnam. He's 6'4" and 35 years old. One last thing, my best friend is Malory Jenkins. She's short, like me, but she really chubby. She's really plain too, with brown hair and brown eyes, and almost no personality. But that's why I like her, though I never share anything deep with her. She doesn't attract attention and she's nice. Okay, that wasn't the last thing. I drive a white Jeep with a hard top. Tomorrow's Monday, October 17. It's been cold, but it's supposed to warm up for the last time this year tomorrow.