Living with the Bad Boy

|Chapter Two|Bite me|

Brandon's P.O.V

I pulled Lance aside,"Hey when she gets on me and starts punching let her win. Alright?"

"Haha," Lance let out "sure thing."

The little match started and within what seemed to be thirty seconds she won. She...Fuck...she, I heard her tell her name to lance, Ireland, damn. That girl was hot as fuck she has a little punch to her too something I like very much. Living here all my life I've never seen her I would remember her, I would've remembered that pretty face on my list. I watched her, she walked up to the bag but she went to a bag on the bench instead she started panicking.

Because of her panicking I saw something that Lord have mercy I wanna see more of. She peeled off her clothes in the middle of the gym the girl had no shame. She took of her clothes and put on regular ones. She grabbed her bag and shoes and started running for the door I'm guesssing she was late. She was coming towards me I was about to say something but she was gone. I watched her get in a car and drive. Fuck she was hot, she had; Brown hair, blue eyes and the girl had tatttos I don't know if she had just one or more but I did see ink when she took her shirt off. I grabbed my phone.

Message from:Dakota
Hey baby I miss you how about you come over to mine after school and let me take care of you.
I smirked and typed back.
Maybe.

I closed my phone and got my bag I walked past lance."Hey man im heading off to school thanks for that little show ill be back soon."

"Alright man do good."

"When do I not?" I smirked walking out.

I got on my bike. I was already wearing jeans I just through on a shirt and drove to school.

Ireland's P.O.V

Arriving at the school with ten minutes to spare. I slipped on my shoes and grabbed my bag I locked my car. People were watching me as I was walking to the school doors. Opening the door I walked in, and what possibly could have happened oh that's right everyone stared at me cause that always happens to the new girl right (we all know that happens in wattpad ;)) Guys were winking, girls were glaring. I walked up to the front desk got my papers and my schedule and found my locker where Callie was waiting for me. She did not look happy, at all.

"Hey what's up Callie are you okay?"

She handed me her phone without saying a word. It was a video, I watched. It was me and the guy from the gym Bradon or whatever his name was. It was me fighting him. I looked at her and handed her, her phone back. "Okay and what's wrong that happened this morning me and some dude at the gym had a little match to see who would get the last punching bag in the gym, I won. No big deal."

"No big deal!! Ireland that's our schools bad boy/player/fighter. You fought him what the hell is wrong with you he could make your life a living hell. He's no good plus every girl in school wants him now you have a bunch of targets on your back."

"Callie I could care less if he was Obama him self. He does not scare me, he's a little boy,he's not that cute, and I honestly doubt he can make my life any worse than it already is if he wants to try please be my guest. And for the girls I could give two fucks about these girls they look and probably act like Ronald McDonald."

A smile crept on to Callie's face and she started laughing.

"Alright, I can't stay mad at you. So what is your first hour?"

"Uhm its...," I looked at my schedule "English."

Callie smirked and by that I knew she had that same class too. We were about to start walking and next thing I knew I was pushed against the wall.

"Did you fucking post that video of us fighting. You did not beat me I let you win. I'm gonna kill you!!" I looked up and it was that guy from the gym. He was wide eyed and looked like he was gonna blow. I pushed him off me.

"Listen I just got here, I don't know you hell I dont want too. I didn't post that video and so fucking what it was a little fight it wasn't real, you still have your manhood so relax." I got in his face.

I was never the type to take shit from anyone.Before my father and brother disappeared they did everything to teach me about our heritage we came from a long line of fighters. I fought before I had my first steps, interesting right? This kid stepped closer to me and got in my face as well. A crowd had gathered.

"Well then let me introduce myself, I'm Brandon Flores I run this school, it's good you don't want to know me because I will ruin you. Because you're new here ill let you off with a warning and Callie here will show you the ropes. If I see you again you're fucked. Got it?"

"Bite me" I grabbed Callie's hand and dragged her away from that bullshit.

"Wow Ireland well isn't that a great start to your first day and Westwood."

"Haha already feels like home."

We had a few good laughs and continued on with our walk to class. The day went by quickly, I went to all my classes, and met a few new people. The school was actually not all that bad but I didn't see Brandon at all the entire day. Which frankly did not bother me at all I continued on with my business and drove back I would say home but to Callie's.

*That's Brandon^*