《The Bad Boy's Toy | ✔️》(31) Interdimensional Universe
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Sometimes I feel like I'm just like chicken little. Fearful of everything, small group of friends, being picked on, and always checking if the sky Is falling. Like right now for example. I am standing next to the study hall window waiting for Ryan while staring up at the sky waiting for it to either a) fall or b) rain cats and dogs. Why? Because Bain White just barged into my classroom in front of everyone and declared I don't know what to me and that he needed me in front of, again, everyone.
Am I even real?
I pinch myself just to check and I squeel and rub the now red spot on my arm .
Yep, I'm real.
But how did all that just happen? And to me?
Just then Ryan came up to me with the biggest, creepiest smile on her face eyes narrowed. "Sooooo? Anything you need to uh, tell me?" She giggles and hip bumps me.
I raise an eyebrow and explain everything to her that happened in the classroom and the look she had moments ago totally dissapeared.
So now she looks like this: -_-
Ryan sighs. "You know this isn't exactly the reaction I was expecting from you Ry." I say and Ryan starts walking down the hallway and I follow her pace.
Ryan shrugs and bites her lip. "Its just," she sighs, "friend? That's what he told you he wanted to be?"
I nod and she sighs again. "Huh."
I scrunch my eyebrows together, "Is there something you know I don't?"
Ryan's eyes grow wide and her lips move nothing coming out except, "Uh....," Trip suddenly appears and Ryan grabs his hand quickly "Actually Ash I don't have time I reeeeealy have to go,but we'll talk later okay, bye!" She drags Trip away to somewhere I don't know and I shrug it off making a mental note of it later.
Suddenly I have this feeling. The feeling someone's watching you.
I look around and indeed find that everyone is staring at me. Just like that day after the party and they heard that I was in for it from Bain. Meaning people were already expecting a funeral. The girls are looking at me with looks that say they wish there had been a funeral for me.
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Ouch.
The guys though are looking at me up and down smirks on their faces I believe its called "checking out" am I right?
I don't know.... Its never happened to us before....
My inner me is right. All this attention is new and so real.
And too much, too much, too much!
Suddenly I realized that I'm standing still in the hallway everyone is whispering louder and louder and staring at me I think I might have a heart attach.
When.... "What are you jerk offs looking at, aye? Don't you all have somewhere to be?" That loud booming voice sounds everyone minds there business.
One girl is still whispering to her friend and looking at what I'm wearing and they laugh.
The boy with the booming accented voice and tatoos looked at the girls with those amazing eyes glaring, "Don't you both have a dick to go suck somewhere? Get lost!"
The two girls run away blushing and scared and I bite my lip from laughing.
The boy smirks and looks at me,"You liked that one, yeah? Its one of my favorites too."
I smile and clear my throat. "Thank you."
The boy shrugs and holds his hand out with rings and a fancy gold watch. "I'm Harry."
I nod and shake his hand. I recognize him now. He's a part of Bains possy. The untouchable force of 3. This is Bain's right hand man Harry Mitchell. **MEDIA ABOVE**
"I'm-" Harry smiles interrupting saying, "Ash. I know."
"You do?"
"Of course, Love." Harry puts his arm around my shoulders and goes down the hall to my next class. "Bain thought you might need some protection due to the whole surprise class scene thing today. He knew people would give you a hard time so while he's dealing with old man Carmichael he assigned me as your guard for the day."
I nod . "but why?"
Harry smiles and licks his lips. "Well love to be honest. Its best not to ask why, and just enjoy. But because your so damb adorable I'll tell you. Your one of us now. Bain's friends. And Bain protects his friends see now ,Love?" I blush and nod and we arrive at my class and everyone literally makes way for us in the door way and we sit down at our seats.
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"Your in this class, Harry?"
He nods and sets his bag down I didn't notice he was holding before. "I've always been in this class. Just quiet." He winks and I smile and laugh.
After class we walk out laughing and talking. I can truly say that Harry is a good hearted person and so funny great to get along with. How he's in Bain's group of bad boy's? I have no idea.
We drop off our things and make our way to the cafeteria meeting up with Ryan and Trip. Harry invites us to sit at his table and we all stare at each other with shock. Above the super popular people , above all the jocks, above all , Bain's group has the best table in the school. It's actually elevated and under the sun and huge. It's also the cleanest which Is a huge plus around here trust me.
"Bain won't mind?" Ryan asks and Harry smiles and puts Hus arm around my shoulders again leading us outside to the court yard , "Not at all. Just sit back, and relax."
We all sit at The Table and actually sigh because it actually feels amazing sit here.
"I know right?" Harry says smirking.
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Shoot me.
Shoot me now, but like right now.
Either that, or shoot Old Man Carmichael.
Because this man is a ginormous bag of dickwad.
No I take that back, he's not that manly.
Pussywad is definitely the more appropriate word.
No of fence to all you ladies.
"-I will not stand for this inappropriate act of disrespect!" Carmichael said a vein popping from his red veiny neck and I roll my eyes.
Principal Schulz sighs rubbing her temples. "Okay Mr. Carmichael I will assure you it will never happen again and Mr. White will receive the punishment he deserves."
Mr.Carmichael glares at me one last time and leaves and I think 'Finally. Now to work my magic'
I lick my lips and run my fingers through my hair. "Look, Jennifer," I say and Principal Schulz looks at me with her blue eyes and I smirk leaning closer to her on the desk , her lips part in a small gasp.
"I know I do bad things, but you and I both know that doesn't make me a bad kid right?" My eyes drop to her lips and her eye lashes flutter nervously as she clears her throat. "I-I suppose your right. But-"
I shake my hand and get a little closer and whisper. "Don't worry. I'll go through with my punishment of detention. But just between us I don't have to have anything major. You can just let me go, okay?" She gulps and nods.
"Alright." I wink and she bites her lip and I get up and walk out the principals office.
God that's too easy. I mean how bad ass do you have to be to even make the principal wet for you?
Dammit, I'm good.
I walk out the corridor into the cafeteria to the court yard and stop in my tracks to see it full of people. "What the hell?"
I go over to the table and glare at Harry when I see Trip, Ryan, Ashley, and Wyatt.
Harry smiles his cocky smile wearing his sun shades, arm around Ashley and chuckles. "Aye mate, how'd it go?"
Damn you Harry.
Damn you.
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