Emotionless Badass

Chapter 2: He's Titled Bad Boy

It hasn't even been a week since Ben arrived and somehow he managed to become the bad boy of the school, I'm talking "run here comes Ben!" kinda bad boy. The one that makes me look like a joke to be honest, and after being Mistys been ignored countless times the last few days, she's grown over him.

Girls became too scared to talk to him while guys tried their best to avoid everything that had to do with him.

It pretty much started when Vince's friend Marcus had stated something to Ben. No one really knows what he said but all they know is that he ended up in the hospital with twelve broken bones.

I decided this school can belong to him, my face was way too important to me.

Only thing is that he won't be making me look or feel stupid, I won't have that. I'm still holding my ground as top of the damn school.

Walking to first period, I took my seat with Misty who was ranting about her hook up with the best baseball player in school, Jesse Matthers.

Sure he was cute but he was such an immature boy. I guess maturity of the mind doesn't matter when the guys got a baseball players ass and a c**k the size of a baseball bat, (Misty's over exaggerated way of saying its big).

I don't do sporty guys, I like my men educated, built and with a desire to flaunt me off. (Too cheesy? Too dreamy?)

"And his body!" She moaned "It's amazing!" she rambled on talking about how his thick legs are all muscle.

Ben walked in and took his seat behind me, looking to Misty as she went on and on in complete detail about her night. "Spread me and just dove right in. Lana, I've never been eaten out that way. He was just- it was euphoric." She said shutting her eyes and thinking back on it.

Poor stupid girl, this is why I don't trust guys because he'll sleep with her and leave her. Not that she cares, more or less she slept with him just to cross him off her list.

She isn't a virgin so it won't be something big, I on the other hand, am a virgin, an extreme virgin. I've never kissed anyone before.

I'm such a virgin I don't wear tampons, mostly because I can't seem to put them in.

Yeah, it's more embarrassing than it sounds and honestly not something I like to think about. Sure I'm a hiring dirty minded girl but that's all it is, thinking.

When I first told Misty, she didn't believe me and she said I was too pretty to be a virgin. I just have a lot of big plans for myself. These highschool boys aren't worthy of my virginity.

In a way, I've matured past the f*****g stage, like how I don't go flaunt my breast like my best friend, and how I will never act outside the lines of a 'Lady' as Misty calls it.

I almost had a relationship with some guy Justin, but I broke it off after he just dragged me on and figured I wouldn't give him what he wanted. Then after he replaced me very quickly I decided guys only want s*x.

I do like to flirt though.

"Where's Vince?" Mrs Phillips asked me staring at his empty seat. I shrugged "I think he either went to visit his friend at the hospital or he's attempting to get a lay in the back of his car." I said cringing.

Mrs Phillips blushed and eyed the empty desk and scowled at me in disgust. I'm just as disgusted, you're not alone there.

She scolded me "That was very uncalled for Mrs. Panthayr." I c****d an eyebrow as Misty laughed, my curiosity wandering as she continued to eye the guy behind me.

"It may have been uncalled for but it was also the truth." Misty spoke through her fits of laughter.

She sighed at the two of us and walked away annoyed and done with us.

Misty leaned back in "You know he actually has a fetish for keeping one finger in the ass while he thrusts in?" She asked waggling her eyebrows.

I eyed her "Now Misty, explain to me, how the hell I would know that when I can't stand Jesse?" I asked watching her laugh.

She leaned in "You honestly should f**k Alex, he's seriously in love with you." She said pointing across the room. I looked over at the shaggy haired brunette who was watching me intently. He quickly looked away when we caught eyes and I smirked looking back at Misty "I like men, not boys Mits." I said sighing.

Class went on with her talking in detail, finally we went to anatomy class where I eyed the dead cat not the table. "It smells like shit." Misty said cringing and covering her mouth from vomiting.

I eyed her watch "Put your watch away." I said giving her a threatening stare. She sighed and took it off tossing it in her bag and then handing us both hair ties.

I pulled my hair into a messy bun, staring down at the bagged cat.

Ben was getting the scalpel and tweezers along with all the other crap we needed to use.

As he placed them down, I pulled on gloves and a mask, slipping my white apron and opening the bag.

The chemicals filling be room and smelling absolutely horrid.

"I think I'm going vegetarian." Misty said cringing. I laughed "You can't, you swallow c**k too much." I responded watching her scowl and push my shoulder.

Looking up at Ben, he let out a small sound that sounded like a laugh. His mask covering his face though.

I lifted the cat placing it on the dissection tray and stared at Misty who began reading the directions out loud.

As I began cutting the cat, I had Ben clip back the flesh to keep it out of my way. Running the scalpel over the cats muscle tissue, I stared at Ben and he pulled it back with the pliers, clipping it back "Drill the bones." She said eyeing the little drill saw.

I placed the Scalpel down and pulled the drill out turning it on and leaning in sawing the bones in a perfect box.

"You are so freakishly good at this Lana. It's almost like you've done this before." Misty said laughing.

I smirked and pulled the bones out placing them on the table and turning the drill saw off. "If I did, you'd know Mits." I stared at her waiting and she continued "You'll have to remove the organs carefully." She said eyeing me. "That's all it says." She flipped the paper laughing.

Wonderful.

Reaching in for the first one, I lifted the heart out and Ben reached over snipping the arteries leaving the heart to stand alone in my palm. I placed it down and went in for the next one, Misty eyed me in disgust "Remind me not to ever let you touch me again." She cringed.

I c****d an eyebrow, "I'm wearing gloves." I said confused.

She shrugged "Doesn't matter. I will never get this image out of my head. I hope you're happy." She said shaking her head and crossing her arms over her chest.

I gestured to the small toothpicks with blank white paper at the tips. "Begin labeling." I said watching her write all the organs listed on the paper.

She pushed the heart label into the heart and cringed "I hate this class!" She whined.

"Stop being such a cry baby." I said pulling the stomach out carefully.

Ben went to cut but I shook my head "Hand name two of the little rubber bands. The last thing we want is it's stomach fluids and crap spilling everywhere." I said watching him nod and hand me the rubber bands.

I placed the stomach into his hands and pinched the ends of the stomach putting rubber bands at the ends.

I cut the two ends and then we placed the stomach down.

"Don't poke it just put the toothpick beside it." I said to Misty who nodded.

Reaching back in, I got out the lungs, but had to cut them out from inside. The sound of a girl screaming caught my attention and I ran the scalpel over my hand.

"Fuck." I muttered pulling my hand out and eyeing the blood.

Ben stared down at my hand before gesturing to the sink "Go wash it." He said catching me off guard entirely. I handed him the scalpel and went to the sink pulling my gloves off and running my hand under the hot water. Scrubbing my hands with soap and water, I poured the rubbing alcohol on it. Ouch!

Fucking OW!

I sighed and waited for it to stop stinging before I washed my hand off again. Placing a napkin to it, I let it dry while I eyed Miss Bevra as she leaned over and looked down at my hand. "You okay?" She asked.

Looking to it I nodded "Yeah, just got spooked." I said gesturing to Melanie who was covered in stomach juices and crying.

Miss Bevra nodded "Alright, well you should leave an alcohol pad in it. Just make sure you know?" She asked reaching up and grabbing a first aid kid.

She placed an alcohol prep pad on it and then a bandage over it.

I headed back to my group pulling on a new pair of gloves. When I got back, most of the organs had been cut out and placed on the tray. Misty was smiling at Ben flirting, I honestly can't leave her alone for longer than five minutes.

When we finished, we each where asked what certain parts of the cat were. The layers of his skin and what system they're part of.

Ben and I passed but Misty was told to stay after class.

I headed to my next period, taking my seat and ogling my teacher. Typical and highly normal day.

It wasn't until lunch that we actually saw Vince and I was right. He was cheering with his friends about how he got the best lay in the back of his truck with Emily Moorse. She's a slut.

He shouldn't be so happy, but there he is, proud as hell.

I sat across Misty on our four seated table.

Our friendship never extended out to more than just us two.

Mostly because she's possessive, and easily gets jealous of anyone taking my attention away, while I just have trust issues.

"I'm just saying, if he would admit he did it, then maybe people would see him as a truthful Jackass. Still a Jackass, but at least an honest one." Misty said talking about Ryan.

She's just pissed because he stopped us in the hall to ask me if I was free Friday. I said no, and that I'd never be free.

My eyes ran over the cafeteria, and I eyed the boy sitting alone, a burger in his hands and his focus on the person he talked to on the phone. Whoever it was, he seemed annoyed with them, as if he wasn't annoyed with everyone else.

"I just can't believe the nerve of him! Asking my Lana if he could-if she would! Who the hell does he think he is?!" She asked taking an aggravated bite of her Chinese food.

I bit into my pizza, my eyes still lingering over Ben. I couldn't help but wonder if he was secretly a psychopath or sociopath. As his eyes matched mine, he gave me a deep glare that was mixed with annoyance and anger.

I was thinking of just calling it the 'Lana Glare' since honestly I'm the only one he really gives it to. I've noticed, other people get regular glares, just normal ones and I get these ones that are almost taunting.

Looking to Misty, I rolled my eyes at her anger "Don't get so worked up, it's not like I'm going to do anything with the scumbag." I said watching her cool down a bit.

Finishing the last bite of my pizza as she finished talking about all the diseases I'd probably get from my cut, I eyed her annoyed.

We stood taking our trays to the trash, my focus stuck on Misty who was giving statistics she pulled from her ass "Seventy-three percent of cats hold extreme diseases like AIDS." She said nodding.

I didn't really notice the big muscle bag in front of me until the entire cafeteria went quiet and I realized the terror of my situation. Looking over at the mess, I felt my jaw drop along with my big girl act.

I just spilt my lunch all over Ben and he was giving me the Lana Glare to the extreme.

Fuck my life! Why? Why me? I'm trying to not make this guy my enemy, I just want him to be as disassociated with me as possible.

If looks could kill, I'd be tortured to the extremes as I yelled in agony forced to drink my own blood while I was slowly stapled to a wall with my skin splitting open.

My hands let my tray drop to the floor and I took a little jump back watching it fall to the ground making an echo in the silence.

"Oh s**t, I'm sorry Ben." I stated feeling like I've just dug up my own grave.

If he had spilt his lunch on me, I know I'd have created a scene worthy of a crowd.

Grabbing the napkins off Mistys tray, I began wiping at it to clear off the food stains on his dark blue jacket

His strong, defined body stiffened as I placed one hand on his lower back while the other tried to wipe off the mustard from my stupid fries. Why'd I even eat fries?!

I kneeled down at his crotch level, his body trying to step back but my other hand kept him

still. A whistle came out from the direction of Vince's buddies and I let Misty give them the finger instead.

Ignoring it I licked the napkin trying to get out the other stains for a good thirty seconds.

Giving up, I stood and dropped the napkin to her tray and running my hand through my hair. "Really, I didn't mean to." I said sighing and feeling like a b***h.

He looked the same as before, glaring daggers my way. It wasn't until he was stepping closer and closer did I realize I was backing away.

We reached the back wall and he placed a hand beside my head staring down at me with a clenched jaw and eyes filled with anger.

That's where he keeps all the emotions, in his eyes.

"I've got an idea, how about you give me your jacket and ill buy you a new one, or dry clean it if you need. Whatever you choose." I said looking up at him feeling guilty.

My voice startled me, I mean I sounded out of breath, so s****l too and if I could sound more powerful and calm, I'd be a Queen.

He stepped back after a few minutes and to my surprise, he began pulling the jacket off his perfectly annoying nice muscles.

I focused on the floor, and once his jacket was off, I looked back up to find him handing it to me.

Taking it, he eyed me up and down "Next time watch where you walk." Those where his last words as he walked out the cafeteria leaving everyone to gape and blink like fish out of water.

Misty stood beside me looking down at the shirt.

"Well if your plan was to get him undressed, good plan. I mean you should've got it on the zipper of his jeans just so you could lick it off." She stated as if it was such a normal thing-which it is for misty.

I starred down at the jacket and forced myself not to think about or even imagine what licking mustard off Bens crotch would be like, I shook my head forcing it out of my mind.

"Damn you Misty." I stated looking at everyone starring at me, I glared "What?! f**k off!" I yelled at everyone starring.

They all went back to their conversations while some i***t cheered "Strip!" I grabbed a fruit cup chucking it at his head and watching him fall out of his seat holding his eye.

Misty grinned, and I sent her a glare "don't think you're out of this, you put a terrible-"

She placed up an index finger "s****l, perverted image not terrible." She corrected

I rolled my eyes ignoring her "Whatever. Lets go get this stupid thing cleaned already." I huffed out and headed out the doors with her.

I'm totally ditching the next two classes. I'm not going to see his face until I have to.