People say everything happens for a reason. I can't say I disagree with them. For instance your car could be low on gas so you go to a gas station. Or you decide to not go outside and it begins to rain. How about when a new cocky, bad boy moves to your school and all the girls literally throw themselves at him? See now, that shouldn't have happened. There was and still is no reason for that to have happened.
My eyes cut across the hallway to see the doors slam open. The sunlight not hesitating to light up the entire hallway. Then there he was. Tall, dark, and cocky. His black skinny jeans a bit too far down for my liking, his tight white tee clung to him like bees going for honey. His black hair swooshed across his angular face. The kind of face the Greeks would kill to sculpt. So all in all he was very attractive all the way down to his vans to his olive colored skin, to his charcoal colored eyes. Before he even stepped foot into the building did I see a red headed bimbo throw himself at him. And when I say throw I literally mean, she threw himself at him. Her pale arms circled around his neck while her legs went around his waist.
"Nicky!" I winced at the pitiful sound. I rolled my eyes at the two couples. Pushing my glasses up I grabbed my books from my locker. Before I could even slam it someone's hand grabbed it.
"Where you going Maxine?" His voice sounding melodic to anyone else's ears, sounded like dying dogs to me.
"It's Max, and to class Nick." I twisted around to see his facial expression. His frown worn on his face shown he was ticked.
"It's Fang, Maximus." Letting out a huff a air I twirled on my worn out sneaker and was about to start walking to class. "Where do you think you're going?" His question rang loud and clear to my ears.
"Why the sudden interest?" Without turning around I lugged my book bag farther up my shoulder and carried on my merry way.
Nick or what he would like to be called as "Fang", was what your mothers warned you about. Don't mess with the bad boys. The boy that your father would shoot dead if he caught even looking at his daughter. The boy that's life revolves around drinking, sex, and drugs. The one that gets tattoos when he is bored. The boy that any girl secretly wants. Grinning I let out a small laugh. Everyone, but me, with that I walked into English.
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