Badboy and the Badass

Part 2

"So Ashley, keep me up with the times, who's who?"

"Those over there are the jocks, the one in the middle is Keith Parker," she said his name dreamily, or was it in a flirty way, I couldn't decipher. Somewhere between the two.

"Lemme guess he's the most worshipped, ground he walks on is kissed by his followers?" I asked bored, there was always such a person in every school. The jerk. The playboy. The ultimate fuckboi. He went by many names...

"The one clinging to his arm like the world depends on it is Nicole. Head cheerleader." Just as I guessed. The slut.

"I forgot," Ashley continued, "Keith is the quarterback and captain of football and basketball, and Nicole is, well, head cheerleader, queen bee. You do not want to get in their way they are both bad news." Of course they were. I mentally rolled my eyes. For a person who was fantasizing over Keith a minute ago she sure was sounding bitter. Heck, what did I care?

"You'll be-no you are Keith's next target. He makes it his mission to sleep with every presentable girl in this school."

"Over there are the nerds, weirdos, and the rich kids. They are pretty much in the same league as the jocks, I mean the jocks themselves are rich." She paused for a while then as if she suddenly remembered, "Give me your timetable." I gingerly handed it to her, this one was a clinger no wonder her previous friends dumped her. I needed to run and never look back.

"We have Maths, Chemistry and Spanish together but I ditch maths a lot, you have all subjects together with the jocks."

"And you know that how?" I raised my brow slightly.

"Long story." She murmured nervously fidgeting with her top.

I wasn't one for revenge, but the thought of trying their own prank on one of them was too inviting to turn down. I mean why shouldn't I light up my first day at school. I felt a mischievous smile forming on my face as I formed a plan in my head. Its called being an evil genius. We headed for the maths class her going on and on about God knows what.

The chatter momentarily silenced as we walked in, everyone studying the new girl, judging her and trying to figure out the social class she'd fit in.

"Tough luck bitches," I muttered lowly under my breath. I saw Ashley from the corner of my eye keeping her eyes glued to the floor, shy much? I had learned so much about the girl in less than an hour, was she always this open? I tried to keep my face emotionless as I scanned the room apparently everyone had arrived apart from the cheerleaders, that is, if Ashley was right about me having all the lessons together with the jocks. Oh, grand entrance. I mentally rolled my eyes.

"Where does Queen B sit?"

"With Keith of course." Ashley answered as if it was the dumbest question I'd ever ask.

I nodded my head planning my devious scheme and remembering how I had rigged the fart cushion earlier out of boredom. Now whoever sat on it would make the whole classroom stink and would also stink including the one next to her. I pity her and bad boy....and maybe a few more of her surrounding mates. Wait, on second thought, I don't think I do.

I smiled discretely to myself and laughed maniacally like they did in movies, the mwahahahahahaha kind, with their heads thrown back and rubbing their hands maniacally—yea that one.

I dumped my bag next to where Ashley had sat herself. "I'll be back, wish me luck." I said and winked at her.

"Don't do it!" Ashley suddenly whisper shouted. I looked at her with one of my try-and-stop-me glares and she immediately dropped it.

"I thought so." I muttered and flashed her a sickeningly sweet smile then headed for where Keith and his crew were.

Keith's pov

I watched discretely as the new girl got into class chatted a little with Ashley then began heading for us right after she dumped her bag next to Ashley's seat.

There was something about this girl that intrigued me; she just had this... aura surrounding her. She was like, badass and mysterious combined. She managed to hide it all under her cute and polite façade. My wild guess was that the bike outside belonged to her, I'd never seen it around school.

I had already tuned out whatever it was my friends were talking about girls, probably about their latest conquests. I'd already slept with all the girls extremely fascinated by the fact all of them were hoping they were the ones who'd break me, make me turn over a new leaf or something. Make me change my ways, bitches, please this wasn't a f*****g chick flick, I hated those things with a passion. I often hoped someone would wake them up and get them into the real world.

Back to important matters, first I needed to get this girl in bed with me. This is going to be easy.

Jasper suddenly tapped my shoulder pulling me out of my reverie. "New girl's headed your way seems like this is going to be an easy conquest." He said slyly and added with a wink.

I watched her approach. She looked too suspicious to be coming in for the easy.

"I don't think so."

"Anyway have you thought of a way to make her crack?"

"I've thought up some pretty ruthless pranks we could try." Michaels piped in.

I forgot to mention, it was a ritual for every new kid to be pranked. All were pranked using the same fart cushion. All fell for it apart for the few that didn't. In that case, we'd make them crack and acknowledge us as the boss. It was ruthless, I know. It was fun being pointlessly evil.

"We'll try them all, I have a feeling this one won't be easy."

Chloe's pov

I softly put my books on Nicole's locker careful not to squish the cushion in between.

"Hi Parker, guys." They all looked at me suspiciously as I sat unperturbed beside Keith. Taking out one book and reading it, I mean 'reading' it. They whispered behind my back then came to an agreement. Parker turned back around then arrogantly said,

"Flirting with me already are we, new girl?" he had an amused glint in his eye and scooted closer. He was really cute up close I could see why girls easily fell for him. If he tried hard enough I just might trip. Notice I said trip not fall... I put on an expressionless face and shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly.

"I know you want some of this," he said referring to himself. Egoistic much? He scooted even closer towards me it was beginning to get real uncomfortable real fast.

"Dude ever heard of personal space?" I asked my voice on edge as I scooted further from him. "I'd rather choke myself on tissue than flirt with you."

He showed mock hurt placing his hand over his heart, and then burst out laughing. Every girl abruptly turned towards us then glared at me. I wasn't the one laughing but who do they glare at? Sweet lil' me.

"Where is Nicole?" I asked sweetly beginning to get impatient.

As if on cue, Nicole entered strutting her hips making sure to make a show of it. Her minions followed closely behind her, and then the teacher followed shortly after.

"Can you hurry up Nicole we don't have all day here." The teacher asked in a way that it seemed more of an order. Nicole flipped her hair not giving a damn about the teacher and kept walking towards me glaring at me and it intensified as she grew closer and closer.

"Get out of my seat freak!" I swallowed the smart ass remark I had in my throat smiled pleasantly then said,

"Of course, Parker here was just telling me about you...and him-anyway I'll be leaving." I discretely removed the fart cushion from in between my books then slowly slid it on the chair as I got up.

"Have your f*****g seat Nicole, and you, new girl. Want to introduce yourself?" Did that teacher just swear? He was one cranked up male. Was he on one of those male PMSing times or something.

"No, not really." I said with a straight face as I took my seat . No sooner had I sat on my chair than it exploded, I barely controlled my laughter, everyone was practically laughing their guts out, even the teacher cracked a smile. Then the horrific smell descended.

""What the f**k?! Nicole, I thought that was just one of your silly pranks but clearly not, you need the bathroom. Did you eat something rotten, oh my Gotham, this class is dismissed, I can't tolerate that awful stench, oh my." He shook his head then walked out leaving us dying from laughter. I barely managed to recollect myself, as I rushed for the teacher to sign my paper.

Nicole pushed roughly passed me crying, for the Queen B, she sure cried easy.

"Well played Simmons, targeting one of ours. This. Means. War."

"Can't we just settle it over coffee," I asked in a sickly sweet tone batting my lashes.

"Oh no baby girl." He said in the same tone and pinched my cheek like he would when chastising a child.

He sniffed himself then hollered to one of the nerds, "I need a change of clothes keep them coming." the nerd nodded clearly scared then ran off.

"P.S sweetheart, I never back out of a challenge. And this," he gestured between the two of us, "this, love, is a challenge. I thought your new friend would have told you." He referred to Ashley as he said this. I was puzzled for a moment but decided to let it slide. I wasn't a fun of getting into people's business and in return I expected that they didn't get into mine either.

"I promise you one thing, baby girl , you will bow to our social norms. I'll make you cry harder than you made Nicole."

"Aw, so you really care about her," I taunted him.

"I'd watch my back if I were you."

"Whatevs!" it hadn't even left my mouth when two water balloons hit me consecutively, one on my back and the other one square on my head immediately disentangling my bun.

"Dammit, I worked really hard on my hair today!" I turned around fuming pushing the hair out of my face just as another balloon hit me on my face. Thank God I hardly ever wear make-up. The whole class laughed at me taking in my wet appearance. I took a deep breath in then turned to face Parker surprising both him and myself at my calmness, "Truce?" I said holding out my hand.

"I told you baby girl I call the shots, I'll tell you when it's over." He winked at me and left.

"f**k him."

"I. Told. You. So." Ashley whispered in my ear, finally making an appearance.