The Bad Boy Won't Let Me Go.

Maybe you're different.

Another day at a boring normal school but at least it's a Friday and I get to rub the normal thing off. I don't know what to do without my best friend Katie. This world just feels empty! I shut my locker and made my way to my visual arts class. I carried my painting box, my sketch pad and back pack. I ran into the class and started setting up. I took a seat and put my canvas on the wooden frame and my painting box on a table next to me. Drew Parker came in the class and the teacher sighed. I noticed the scar on his collar bone and it was still bleeding, a bit. He whispered something to the teacher and she gestured him to sit down. He slowly walked through the tables and seats, he looked so drained but his eyes. His eyes told another story, the brightness burned a hole in my heart. His hair that flows perfectly back and is just a natural dark brown color. His body is perfect, just his height is enough. I'm sure he's taller than Nicky. Ugh why am I thinking about this guy. He caught my eyes and smiled and made his way to the empty seat next to me. What is it about this guy?! It really frustrates me that he has something over me.

"Nicole, doesn't your name mean coal? Get it? COLE and Coal. It sounds the same." He said and I stared at the scar on his collar bone.

"No, it's got something to do with Victorious or something." I replied staring at the dull board.

"Okay class! Quiet! We have a project coming that requires you to really get to know each other. I'm going to pair you up and each pair or couple has to paint one portrait of something they really enjoy and love." The teacher said and I sighed quite loudly that everyone else stared at me and I moved the crowd to stare at Drew by pointing. He glared at me and when he stared at everyone else they quickly turned back around. Oh?

"Okay class. Neil with Karen. Nathan and Haley. Katherine and James. Drew and Nicole. Ethan with Danielle and Fred with Laliah... That's pretty much it, it's due in the next three weeks." The lady with dark long hair said. Mrs Johnson, I think.

I sighed again and faced the smirking gorgeous guy, Drew Parker.

"Okay listen. I need to see your paintings so I can see what kind of techniques you use. And you'll see mine and we'll find a compromise between the two." I said and he nodded like a soldier in the army.

"Yes ma'am." He said and I rolled my eyes and got up as the bell rang.

"See you later Nicole." He said holding my wrist and it did send some mood to my spine.

"Okay."

***

Finally! The end of a long day. I packed my books back into the locker and grabbed my helmet. I shut my locker and a smirking gorgeous guy, Drew Parker.

"You have a motorbike? Why don't you travel with your twin Nick?" He asked carrying my sketch pad.

"Well yes I do have a motorbike because I love them and I don't travel around with Nicky because it's nasty that girls think I'd date my twin brother." I said and he laughed.

"So let me guess. You have a pink bicycle and it's got really 'cute' fairies around and you confuse it for a motorbike." He said using sarcasm and just mocking my motorbike.

"No." I replied walking out. He followed me out the school. I stood next to my motorbike and Drew dropped his mouth open.

"Were you serious?!" He asked laughing.

"I don't joke about my baby." I replied folding my arms.

"How does a fucken tiny girl ride a large monster?!" He shouted.

"Never underestimate little girls."

"Uhm Drew. Not being too nosey but what happened here?" I said lightly stroking the scar on his collar bone. He quickly grabbed my hand (fireworks).