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This chapter is in Katara's POV and is based on Bad by Michael Jackson.
I know why the idea of a bad boy is so compelling; after all I fell for one myself. He went by the name of Jet Hiroshi, and he swaggered around the place like he owned it. And he probably did. His parents died when he was very young but they left him a lot of money. Every opportunity he got, he flaunted his money like it was going out of fashion. He was, is and forever will be a playboy. I thought that I could change him and with a mentality, you can bet your gumdrops that I failed. Miserably. I went out with him for a blissful two and a half weeks. And the rumour mill began to spin out of control almost neurotically.
The almost loud whispers that were spread across the student body like a vicious wildfire hurt. Every single one of them demeaned in a way so personal I knew that it was completely intentional, simply to hurt my feelings.
I heard what they said. I was at my locker one day and I just so happened to overhear a conversation, which seemed to be focused primarily on me.
One tall blonde girl said to a short brunette, "Jet is so much better-looking than that little Katie bitch. She must be really willing, if you know what I mean. What a slut."
I could feel the blonde's withering glare before she stormed off in a huff to her next class. I never did get her name, it's all for the best really.
Ouch. That hurt. Two insults meshed together to form an almost supernova state. First she insinuated that the only reason Jet and I were together was because I was willing to do whatever sexual favour he desired. Ha! She couldn't have been further from the truth…
And she insulted me by saying that I wasn't good looking.
Anyway not long after that incident, I walked in on Jet and the blonde chick in a broom closet, practically getting it on. My teacher had sent me out to fetch the janitor as some guy vomited and fainted during a dissection. The janitor asked me to help fetch the broom and whatnot. And me being the nice person I am, agreed. People at this school can be so snobby; it's so frustrating. Anybody else would have made up some lame excuse.
And when Jet with the random blonde, I lost it.
"Oh hey Jet, I hope you are having fun cheating on me. Oh, and I hope for your sake that you're using a condom."
And then I stomped away, but I was still in earshot.
"Shit. Damn. I knew I forgot something."
And then I heard a groan of pain.
"Ow, what was that for?"
"Jet, don't give me this crap you feed to that Kimberly chick. How could you forget that you didn't use a condom? You're such an idiot. I can't believe I missed AP Chemistry to put up with your bullshit."
I didn't hear any more after that. I didn't want to hear their 'bedroom talk'. Especially, since they weren't in a bedroom but a broom closet. Classy…
Not long after that a hot new guy joined the school. And I realised that bad boys are so over rated.
And the new guy?
As it turned out, I married him.
His name is Zuko and he is sexy. Most importantly, I know that he will not cheat on me and he is kind, honest and funny.
Mmmm…. Bad boys are definitely over rated.
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