One Night With the Bad Girl

Five : Meet Again

Arthur lowers his beanie to cover his still jet black haired since the last party as he could when he walks into the lobby. He couldn’t manage to get his golden blond coloured hair back without Billy’s help. However, everyone is still the same, ignoring his presence, brushing his shoulders as they aren’t careless his existence at all. He sighs with his gaze to the floor, fixing the turtleneck shirt with a baggy old jacket to cover the hickeys that won't fade from his pale-complexion skin which it was big deal for him. He hurries himself to his locker because of his sudden panic attack.

He glances around, trying to find Billy presence for last time, he can't seem to notice him around the lobby nor by his locker. He tries to call him, but he doesn't even answer since these days. He is nowhere around which it was unusual. He discovers the name of the bad girl he slept with from two nights ago, Grace Allen which he has known her as the nickname Ice Wicked but he sees many beautiful girls in this school and Rosalie seems won his heart but Grace is the one of the most gorgeous girl that he ever met.

Although, he did not wish to meet her again.

Arthur’s glance shifts to his feet as usual before he pulls the cover locker open as he checks his schedule for the next class. “Did you send him the text?” He hears Rosalie's voice from his side. He peeks behind the cover to see Rosalie talks to the black girl that has a wild red curly haired.

“Who?” The red-haired asks teasingly, nudging her shoulder slightly.

Rosalie scoffs dryly, “Drop the act, Dani. You want me to say again 'the new hot guy that came out nowhere with Billy,” She says shyly with a blush, “Archie, right? That name with beautiful ocean eyes and sexy raven hair of his,” She says like a poetic that caused Arthur turns into stiff when she mentioned about him which he feels the butterflies inside his tummy.

Dani laughs, “Damn, what are you? Juliet? You should’ve assigned for drama club or s**t,” She covers her mouth to prevent more laughing at Rosalie who sulked before she adds, “Sadly, he didn't text me back,”

“Well if Billy hadn’t gone to overseas for a week then maybe I could track on Archie though” Rosalie drawls and makes a long sigh. Arthur's eyes widen in surprised. No wonder, Billy disappears just like that these days, still he needs Billy at this moment. “Could you call his cell or something,” She asks and Arthur is immediately about to take his phone out but Dani immediately responses, “Hell no, he would think that I'm into him, I like girls remember? Why don't you the one that text him?” She crosses her arms, leaning against the locker.

Rosalie sighs heavily, “I'm not sure about that. Tommy would be furious if he finds out. Besides, I want to use that guy so Tommy would get jealous that this pretty guy went to someone like me and he would beg me to get back together, " She talks with a shrug as if it was nothing.

"And what happens to Archie after you get back to him?" Dani asks curiously.

Rosalie hums, "I'll dump him to Thiana since she wanted him. Sad, that he's just a pretty thing to use,” She let out a mocking chuckle.

Arthur feels his heart drop to his stomach and was startled by her words that he couldn't believe from what she said from her mouth. That couldn't be her. He didn’t know what she meant by that. Was she joking about it? The conversation between him and Rosalie last night, never vanish from his mind. She was so nice to him last night, the way they were so connected to each other with a chemistry and the sweet memories were so real to him.

This is a just a life that not sometimes to expect how it will turn out to be. It was all fairy-tale with no happy ending.

His phone rings interrupt his thoughts, he picks the phone up to look the unknown number has dialed him. Not until a second he could answer, it turns into a missed call. He sighs out loud with his heart is aching badly when he remembers about what Rosalie thought of him, so he quickly shakes the thought away and takes the biology books from the locker. Then he closes it as the bell already rang and everyone walks to their classes.

Arthur yelps as soon he turns around to see Ice Wicked is already in front of him. He stands there, stunning for a second as he was quite terrified, feeling his heart pumped faster against his chest. Grace is eyeing him for slightly with her perfect dark red tint lips curve into a mischievous smile. “hey, baby blue,” She says with the most flirtatious smirk states on her Greek goddess-like look face.

His eyes widen more behind that thick big framed glasses of his as he tried as hard that he could to make blush fade. “Oh God, how did she figure out, it was me?” He thoughts and mentally want to run and hide from the world where she won’t find him for being Archie or anyone will know about this. His eyes avert down slightly to her black fishnet crop tops with a blank sport bra underneath along her dark leather jacket, worn out tight black jeans with chains and too many piercings around her earlobe. Her tops may be inappropriate and he guesses that she breaks the dress code that already has. The flashback of her perfect half-naked torso flashes his mind, he shrugs his thoughts quickly, he is disgusting himself for thinking of that in this situation.

Maybe.

“W-what?” He stutters and tries to deny her as he acts to be confused, but luck is not on his side because he's terrible at it.

Grace gives him a Cheshire smile so wide that barely appear a dimple on her left cheek that adorning her pretty face. She steps towards him, into his personal space, watching as his eyes grow wider for a moment before he immediately gaze to the floor anxiously. “Oh, come on, don't you pretend around me--Archie? or Arthur Grayson? Which do you prefer? I think calling ‘baby blue’ suits you better,” She teases him, carefully make him lean his back against the locker as she gets close to him as she could possibly be without touching him.

Between their heights are not very much different anyway but Arthur just five inches taller than her. He only shudders as his eyes are widening frantically, clearly overwhelmed by the sudden situation as he scanned the halls in case anyone was watching them but luckily just two of them are there.

Arthur tries to get away but she immediately block her arms to his sides so he couldn't get away. “Naw-naw baby blue, I'm not finished with you,” She orders, eyeing him like prey.

“I-I'm already late for c-class,” He stutters, clenching his jaw and feeling like his whole body is on fire and as he tried to figure out to get out of this situation. “I-I could get the detention,” He adds, still looking everywhere but her and Grace could feel the nice radiating from his body that she keeps her smirk, looking to the poor boy.

“No worries, we could get the detention together baby,” Grace laughs, and he flinches when she pulls off his beanie from his hair. He gasps, “H-hey, give it back,” He moves to reach his beanie from her hand.

“No,” She says nonchalant, pushing him back against the locker and throwing the beanie behind her. “I'm not gonna let you keep that shitty beanie,” She says, gazing at him and causing Arthur had a frown. “See, you look good with your sexy fluffy hair,” She giggles as it was obvious with a playful grin. Arthur stands there, quiet for a few seconds until he could make eye contact into hers for a moment with a pout.

“W-what do you want exactly?” Arthur asks carefully, already fearing the worst. He is trying to pretend to be casual as he clenched his jaw slightly, looking back to the floor.

Grace hums in a lullaby, chuckling, “Good question actually,” She says, taking a while moment to stare at his nervous face when she lifts his chin to meet her gaze. Arthur flinches as he blinked in confusion as he could felt butterflies inside his tummy, and he is pretty sure he was blushing madly right now.

She smiles, suddenly put her hand gently resting on his chest, sending icy-hot shivers all over him. “I want you of course,” She pecks her lips on his cute button nose quickly as he startled by her action. His fingers cover his face as he was blushing furiously now.

“W-what did y-you do that for?” He stutters, sending a shiver down to Arthur’s spine and his cheeks blush against his will of course and quickly looking to the ground again.

How was he supposed to relax after that?

“Aw, Last time you told me you loved your first kiss,” She teases him as her cheeks already tinted in rose, pouting her lower lips and making her feels a whole zoo in her tummy.

Arthur frowns as he was thinking, “She took my first kiss? How could end up by kissing her first than any girls at the party, it didn't make sense,” He thoughts and to think it again, she took his first maybe.

Arthur shakes that thought away as he cleared his throat, “L-Look, about t-that night... I-It was a mistake... I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to l-let that happen, I'm sorry,” He tries to clear that up and somehow terrifies if she was going to slap or even worst, punching him in the face for hurting her feelings or something.

The silence is killing him, and he mentally prepares himself for getting a punch. Instead of that happen, she stays a few moments just gazing straight into his icy cerulean eyes, tracing her fingers up to his defined chest and collarbone as he shivered. She tiptoes to lean more into his ear for a whisper. “Meet me at lunch, we'll talk about that later,”

He startles and shudders when she purposely kisses his ear before leaning away, “Let me walk with you to your class at least” She speaks softly with a teasing smirk when he was dumbfounded, She grabs his bicep as she walked with him to the right hallway where he supposed to go.

He didn't surprise that she knows what his first period was since she saw his books in his hands and he is once again a walking tomato by her side.

It is the comfortable silence walk since he dozes off to think what the hell just happen to him back there. When they reach there, Grace just opens the door and gestures surprisingly politely for him to get inside which leave everyone in flustered and some of them scare as they noticed Grace’s presence.

Mr Wesley and his classmates look at him and they gasp in shock when Grace brushes Arthur’s hand protectively. He grows nervous as hell as he tried to unacknowledged of his classmates. On other hand, she doesn't even show any care of their reactions, “W-Why are you late, Mr Grayson?” Mr Wesley asks tentatively tries to ignore Grace's existence for a moment.

“I-I--” Arthur stutters, fidgeting his fingers together nervously as he gazed to the floor. Unfortunately, Billy isn't here to help him though. “He helped me back earlier,” Grace retorts a tad bitterly and with a tight smile, brushing her front hair and everyone starts to whisper. "That wasn't the issue, right Mr Weasel?"

"It's Wesley, " He whines but quickly compose himself, wrinkling his nose and the class could feel the tension in the air but Grace just gaze at Mr Wesley with a straight face with her trademark cold looks as she didn’t care less. “Go back to your class, Ms Allen. Mr Grayson you can go to your seat,” He turns to jolt something on his papers.

Arthur quickly go to his seat at the corner and Grace is already leaving the room. He tries to ignore that everyone who intently looking at him right now. No snickering this time, it is turning into the whispers. Since the two nights, he really steps out of his own line.