"Ashley, for the fifth time, please restrain yourself from causing any sort of trouble at this school." My Father exhaled a deep breath while narrowing his eyes at me.

"I will keep my head down and stay out of trouble though I always seem to be caught up in something." I recalled my old school events and unforgettable moments while tapping a finger against my chin.

He glared at me.

"Ashley, I am serious." He told me while throwing his newspaper article onto the kitchen counter.

"Me too, Dad, but it's like karma." With that, I pecked his cheek and I quickly exited the house before I could encounter my Stepmother for a next hour of lecture.

I headed out of the mansion and hopped onto my forbidden bike which I shouldn't be riding in the first place, according to the warnings from my stepmother about my Father's 'reputation'.

I put on my helmet and started up the bike then I drifted towards the entrance of the estate. I saw the security guard at the entrance and I rode onto the streets when he finally opened the gates.

After few minutes of drifting towards my new school and violating a stop light, since I was currently late, I finally reached my destination.

As I arrived at the parking lot on the school's property, I saw curious eyes looking in my direction.

Beverly Hills Highschool?

I found a suitable empty space in the lot and I decided to park my bike at the spot.

I slowly hopped off and I stood beside my bike.

Then I looked around with my helmet to see most students staring at me.

I glanced down at my clothing since I was wearing

My blonde hair was let loose as I removed my helmet and placed it onto my bike.

I flashed my hair behind my shoulders and I started to walk towards the school building.

"Hey, you!" I heard a male voice coming towards me.

I slowly turned around to see a pair of sparkling blue eyes coming my way, but the owner of those enticing eyes, seemed rather annoyed.

He had short dirty blond hair which was simply styled upward and I began to find his appearance fascinating as he came towards me.

He wore a black ripped pants with a white T-shirt and a black leather jacket with a pair of matching shoes.

Then I realized he had two other Greek Gods walking beside him and I inhaled a breath as they stood before me.

"How can I help you?" I simply asked as I looked at the three skyscrapers standing before me.

"You parked your bike in my spot." He informed me as he pointed to the spot where I parked my bike.

I raised an eyebrow.

"I don't see your name, so what's the problem?" I asked as I looked at my bike while realizing there were other empty spots in the parking lot.

He glared.

"You seem new to this school, so I will let this slide, but I still need to park my bike, so get your bike out of my parking spot." He raised his voice while crossing his arms over his chest.

I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not moving my bike, since I was here first and I swear..." I took a step closer to stare at his alluring face.

"If you lay a finger on my bike, you will regret it and take that as a warning." I warned him with a poke of my index finger against his chest before I started to walk away.

"You're the one that will be regretting this later and take that as a hint." I heard him declaring.

I smirked..."Hint taken, asshole."

"Make sure, blonde."

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The bell rings for second period and I exhaled a groan as everyone quickly exited the classroom.

I stood up from my seat and I walked out of the boring history class as if I was a zombie.

I slowly began to look for my locker in the crowded hallway and I accidentally bumped into the asshole from this morning.

"Well, hello blonde." He looked at me with unbothered eyes as he stopped by in the hall.

I rolled my eyes.

"What a big school we are in, huh?" I said, sarcastically as I took a step around him.

"A big school with a lot of bitches, indeed." He nodded as he turned to look at me and I chuckled, bitterly.

"Most definitely and starting with the biggest one which is you, of course." I shot back before I went over to my locker which was across the hallway.

"And ending at you, I might add." I heard him saying.

"Well, it's better to be a bad bitch than a womanizer and straight back at you, punk." I shrugged while I glanced at him and his eyebrows knitted together.

I stared at him as I opened my locker and he remained silent with his hands in his pockets.

I smirked.

"Well, do you need me to draw a map to show you the way to get the fuck out of my school and my parking spot?" He asked, nonchalantly as he slowly approached over to me.

I scoffed as I fetched my books from my locker.

"No, but I can draw you a map so when I tell you to fuck off, you know exactly where to go." I informed him and he ruffled his hair while looking at me, sideways.

"And where is that, in your bed?" The crowd came walking in, once again and I fake chuckled.

"Keep dreaming, loser." I told him as I slammed my locker closed.

"But why would I even want someone like you?" He asked with curiosity in his tone as if he was asking himself.

I shrugged.

"Because I'm in limited edition and there're no copies of me. So, see ya!" I did a little salute with a wink and I walked through the parting crowd.

********

It was finally time for my last class of the day, but I couldn't find the classroom and I ended up getting lost, surprisingly.

I sighed as I ran a hand through my hair and suddenly, I saw a familiar figure strolling into the hallway.

It was one of the dudes who were hanging around with that specific asshole this morning.

And unfortunately, I didn't even know their names.

He saw me gawking at him and he looked around in the partly empty hall before he raised a brow at me.

He began to approach me.

"Are you lost?" He chuckled.

"I really don't know." I admitted while he stood before me.

"My name is Chase and what's yours?" He asked while his dark green eyes met mine.

"Ashley." I introduced myself and he nodded while I realized he had black messy hair.

"Which class are you supposed to have now?" He inquired as he stared at me. He seemed quite different from that asshole and in a socializing way, so far.

"Mathematics...at room 214." I recalled my schedule.

"214?" He asked, curiously.

I nodded.

"I have the same class too, so I guess we can go together." He confirmed while checking the smartphone in his hand.

I shrugged.

"Oh, come on, I won't bite." He chuckled at my sudden tension.

"Plus, do you want me to leave you here, walking around like a headless chicken?" He smirked while gesturing his empty hand for me to look around in the hallway.

"No." I slightly chuckled as well and he simply nodded.

We began to walk down the hallway in silence and soon after, we came to a stop at a classroom which displayed the number '214' on the door.

When we entered the classroom, the teacher was interrupted, so she came to a stop with her teaching.

I watched as the students diverted their attention to us.

Then I came eye to eye with a pair of blue eyes and straight away, I knew I was going to have an everlasting year in this new school.

Well, let's make the best of it!