The Good Girl's Bad Boys [Book One of TGGBB Series] (Completed, Editing)

Chapter One: I Said Leave Me Alone

I dropped my binder.

By being tripped, making me crash onto the floor, scattering all of my homework and notes on the hallway floor.

I swear I'm not the clumsy type. I have never broken a dish before in my life. It was really because a foot that was in my way while I was trying to find some homework in my binder, was the reason I tripped. I tried to ignore the laughter and comments of me as I crawled around the floor trying to pick up my stuff. People passing by kicked it farther away from me and walked over it leaving their shoe prints. It was barely a week of school here in Dartwell High, home of the dragons, and I'm already bullied. As I reached for my A+ English project I worked so hard on, a shoe was placed on top of it.

"Why hello there, Nerdy Naomi," he said with a smirk.

I gritted my teeth, my papers crumpling in my clenched fists. "Hello, Raymond."

His hand grabbed my collar, forcing me to stand up. Then he pinned me to the lockers, making me drop my binder and everything in it once again.

I smirked. "What's wrong Raymond, you still hate the name your mommy gave you?" I cooed at him.

He glared at me, and lifted me off the ground with my collar. This only let me stare into his cold, brown eyes.

"I never knew this is how you lift a girl off her feet like this."

He came closer to me, inches away from my face. My brown eyes looked through my glasses and onto his own. "Yeah sure, if I can even call you a girl."

At the final word, Raymond suddenly let go of my collar and made me crash on the floor, landing on my butt. I winced in pain, landed right on the coccyx. I did my best to stand up, but he knocked me on the ground again with his foot.

"Gee Raymond, you sure know how to knock a girl off her feet."

He didn't reply.

I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "What's wrong? Can't come up with any comebacks lately, Raymond?"

"Shut up Naomi. Just be sure to stay where you are," he growled at me lowly before adding, "At the bottom." With that, he left to rejoin his friends, laughing along with him.

I sat there on the floor. People passed by whispered and giggled at me and my state. They kicked, stepped and even picked up my papers just to rip them to shreds. I knew what they were doing with my papers is what they wished they were doing with me.

I quickly went back to focus and picked up everything again. This time I put my binder in my backpack and walked through the hallway. I was shoved at walls, pushed around, and almost tripped by other foots that magically got in my way as I walked down the hall. When I reached my locker, I removed the Kick Me sign off my back and threw it into my locker. I heard "boo's" and "aw's" from a group of guys who must have put the paper on my back.

This is the average day of Naomi Lorraine also known as Nerdy Naomi. The 17 year old nerdy good girl with straight A's, a poor wardrobe and always at school. The perfect victim to bully when you feel blue or so angry you want to hurt someone, they all just come to me. And what do I do? I let it come at me. I don't try to tell anyone about it. My parents or teachers won't solve anything. They might even make it worse. And I have no friends. I mean come on. Who would want to be friends with me just to lower their social status?

Honestly, I don't know what I did to make this happen to me. I'm just an average looking girl, at my own eyes at east. People are always caring what they look like, while I'm too busy caring about my grades. I felt that if I didn't care about my looks, it won't matter. Yet it did matter, why else am I still bullied?