"Kenny! Mommy says to get up!"

My eyes fluttered open and I yawned. I stretched my arms over my head and walked to my bathroom.

After the boys came home last night, we put the pizza in the oven and waited for it to heat up. While that was happening, Ryder and Blake were acting kind of weird. Ryder asked where the bathroom was and when Dylan told him where, he asked if there was one upstairs too. Dylan said that there was one in almost all of our rooms so Ryder said that he'll go to the one in Dylan's room. I ignored it though and focused on the pizza so it wouldn't burn.

I took off my clothes and stepped into the shower. I turned on the water and got my shampoo. I put it in my hair and rinsed it out. That's when I noticed that the water was pink!

I wrapped my towel around me and stood infront of the mirror.

I gasped.

My hair was pink! It was actually pink!

"Oh my god..."

I realised that that's why Ryder was acting so weird yesterday. First, he came into my room instead of calling for me, then he had to go to the store for something and then he wanted to go to a bathroom upstairs.

That motherfucker put hair dye in my shampoo! And I couldn't even notice because my shampoo was originally pink.

I was going to kill him!

I stepped into the shower again and tried to wash out all the dye as best as I could.

Once I was done, I blow dried my hair and checked it out. Most of the pink was gone, but my hair was still a soft pastel pink.

Actually, it didn't even look that bad. I would have gotten this done in a hair salon because it looked so good.

But still! How dare he?!

I put on some light washed ripped skinny jeans and a loose white tank top.

Might as well embrace my new hair.

I brushed my teeth, put on some make up and then grabbed my phone and backpack. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Hey, sis--whoa!"

Dylan's jaw dropped and Nathan looked up at me.

"Look, Kenny! You're hair is pink!"

My mom turned around and gasped. "Kennedy, you dyed your hair?"

I looked at Dylan. If I was going to get Ryder back, he couldn't know about it.

"Yep! I decided I needed a change," I told them and smiled.

"Oh, okay..."

I grabbed an apple and hugged everyone goodbye. "I need to leave early today. I have somewhere to go before school," I said.

"Do you want me to drive you?" Dylan asked.

"No, that's alright. I'm gonna take my bike. Bye, guys!"

I walked into the garage and walked up to my bike.

"Hey, baby," I cooed. It was the first time that I could ride it since we moved here. I ran my hand along the metal and put on my helmet.

I put my backpack in the compartment and turned it on. The engine roared to life. I started to drive down the street and to the store.

There's just one thing I have to pick up before school.

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I rolled into the school's parking lot and gathered a few people's attention.

I guess it's not everyday that they see a girl coming to school on a motorcycle.

I saw Isla standing near the entrance of the school and Ryder standing by his car with some guys. Good, he was here with his car today.

I turned off my bike and took off my helmet. My newly pink hair tumbled over my shoulders and down my back.

I heard a few gasps come from some students as they saw who was riding a motorcycle to school.

I smirked inwardly and got my backpack with the stuff that I had bought before.

As I walked past a few groups of students I got some compliments.

"I love your hair!"

"Where did you get it done?"

"I thought you couldn't get any hotter. Obviously I was wrong."

I smirked at Ryder as I walked past him, who was currently scowling because his plan backfired.

I walked up to Isla who immediately touched my hair. "Look at your hair."

"I know," I said and took her hand off of my hair.

"Why did you dye it?" She asked me as we walked into the school building.

"I didn't."

"What do you mean?"

"You know how Ryder and Blake came over yesterday?"

"Oh no," she gasped. Already knowing what I was going to say.

"Yeah, oh no. He somehow managed to put hair dye in my shampoo. I tried to wash it out as best as I could but it wouldn't completely wash out."

"Well to be honest, I don't think it looks that bad."

"I know. I would love it a lot if I knew that Ryder didn't do this, though."

"Are you going to do anything?" she asked me.

"Oh, yeah," I said and smirked.

I opened my backpack and took out a pack of pink sticky notes. It was only one of the many that I had bought this morning.

"Sticky notes? What? Are you planning on taking wrong notes for him during class?" Isla asked.

"No, you idiot. I'm going to cover his car in sticky notes," I said and smiled mischievously at her.

"When are you planning on doing that?" she asked me.

"I don't know. I might skip a class today," I answered and shrugged.

"Oooh! Mrs. Benson is sick today and there's no substitute. If you have her today you could do it then!"

"Hold on. Let me check."

I took out my schedule. I did have her today. In second period. Yes!

"I do! I have her second period!"

"That's great! I have math with Ryder in second period so you'll have enough time without him seeing you!"

The bell rang and students started getting to class.

"Looks like we've got a plan," I said to Isla as I walked to my class.

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Before I knew it, our first class was over and Isla and I were walking to her class.

"Make sure to take a picture," she told me.

"Actually, I have a better idea," I said.

She raised an eyebrow, telling me to go on.

"After class is over, you have to race to the parking lot before Ryder gets there. I need you to film everything. Can you do it?"

"How do you know he'll go outside for lunch?"

"I don't. I'm just hoping he decides to go off campus and get lunch from somewhere else. Hopefully with his friends."

"Alright.." Isla chuckled.

The bell rang.

"Just act innocent," I told Isla as I pushed her into the classroom.

Once everyone was in class except for the students who had Mrs. Benson, I made my way to the parking lot.

I easily spotted Ryder's car and got to work. After all. I only had one and a half hours.

After 30 minutes I had covered almost a whole side of his black car. I did the other half until everything was covered in pink sticky notes except the hood of his car.

I took the one pack of yellow sticky notes that I had and spelled out a big 'K' on the hood. The rest of the hood I covered with pink sticky notes.

When I was done, I took a step back and admired my work.

I did have to say, it looked pretty good.

I got my phone and took a couple of pictures.

You know, for the memories.

I got out a sharpie and on a sticky note by the top corner of the 'K' I wrote 'with love,'.

I took a few steps to the school. I was about three steps away from the wall. Luckily, Ryder's car was the second car from where I was standing.

I started to count down.

"Three..."

"Two..."

The bell rang and students started coming out of the building.

I smiled to myself. "One..."

I saw Isla coming out of the building and standing by a nearby tree. She took out her phone and held it up to record.

She looked at the car and then at me.

"Great job," she mouthed to me and laughed silently.

Now I just needed to wait for Ryder....oh, speak of the devil.

He walked out of the school while talking with some guys.

By now, a small crowd had gathered at the courtyard and where asking each other who had decorated Ryder's car.

Once they got close to his car, the guys with Ryder stopped walking and stared at his car. Ryder gave them a questioning look and turned to face his car.

Once he did, his jaw dropped to the floor.

"What the..."

I tried to muffle my laugh with my hand.

He walked up to the front of it and looked at the hood. He noticed the 'K' because suddenly he got a furious but very slightly amused look on his face.

He searched around the students until his eyes landed on me.

I stopped laughing and my eyes widened.

"What the hell?! Kennedy!"

He took angry strides towards me.

Oh oh. Maybe I took it too far...

Nah.

"What's wrong with you?! Did you really have to cover my car in pink sticky notes?!"

He stepped forward and I took a step back. He stepped forward again and I stepped back until I was up against the wall.

"Well if you would have left me alone when I told you to, I wouldn't have had to do it," I fired back.

He chuckled. "You don't know what you just got yourself into."

"What do you mea--"

I got cut off by his lips on mine. I froze. What was happening? And why did it feel so good?

Ryder grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. I drew completely blank and just wrapped my arms around his neck and tangled my fingers in his hair. He pressed his lips firmly on mine and bit down on my bottom lip softly. As I was about to part my lips, he pulled away.

"Better watch your back," he said. He smirked at me and then turned around to leave.

What just happened?

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"So today was an interesting day..." Isla said.

We were currently laying on my floor and doing homework.

"You don't have to tell me. I had a front row seat for the whole thing," I told her.

After the kiss, Ryder and his friends drove off. They didn't come back for afternoon classes. Which wasn't really that surprising since he's a "bad boy".

The whole school was talking about how the new girl covered Ryder's car in pink sticky notes.

The whole afternoon I got dirty looks from girls who were basically in love with Ryder. And he had a lot of fangirls.

And from the boys I got checked out more than usual.

"What do you think he's going to do next?" Isla asked.

"I wish I knew. I wish I knew..."

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I looked at my clock.

11:48pm.

I was laying in bed and staring at my ceiling.

Isla had left after I finished the english assignment that Mr. Stevens gave the class. Let's just say that it took me a while to do.

After dinner I just got ready for bed and have been laying here ever since. For some reason I just couldn't sleep.

I thought back to the kiss from today.

I traced my lips with my fingertips. I thought about how his lips felt against mine.

Is it bad that I really liked it? I don't know why but the way his lips felt on mine was amazing. They were just so soft. And the way he held me is as if he was comforting and protecting me at the same time.

I wonder if he's thinking about the kiss too...

Oh god...

Was I falling for him?

I was royally fucked...

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