The Bad Boy

Chapter 1

Riley's POV

My names Riley Hoechlin and I'm 16. I have light ginger hair and blue eyes. I don't know exactly how tall I am but I am above average I think...
I have a brother called Tyler and my best friends are called Nat and Cher.

I put my black skinny jeans, a mint sweater and my white converses on and grabbed my bag and went to school. Cher greeted me at the door. "Have you heard the news?" She said excitedly. "Um.... No" I answered freaked out. Nat joined us.

"There are two new boys, both brothers, Dylan and Daniel" she said dreamily. "I think their bad boys!" They squealed. Me and my friends have a lot in common but the one thing I hate that they love are bad boys. Their dirty and slobber all over you and are only interested in, you know what.... I groaned and leant my head against my locker. "Here they come" someone said. The hall went silent, they walked in. Dylan had brown hair that was jelled into quite a nice quiff and was wearing a white T- shirt and black jeans. A dozen girls melted at the sight of him, I rolled my eyes and got my books out of my locker. Daniel had sandy hair, also in a quiff and was wearing a check shirt and also black jeans. Some girls called out hi but they walked until they stopped to us. Cher and Nat grabbed my arm and spun me around. "What?" I asked impatiently. "Hey" Dylan said, eyeing us. "Hello" I said and started to turn to my locker but Cher stopped me. "What the hell?" I asked. Dylan smirked at me, Cher sighed dreamily. "Yeah, I'm not going to melt and sigh like a princess at your, what? Ok. Looks! So you can just forget it buddy!" I said and pushed my way past him. I could feel his eyes burning a whole in my back. Jerk... Cher caught up with me. "Hey" I said. "Do you like him?" she asked eagerly. "No! He's a stupid, impertinent little man!" I said scowling. "I'd hardly call him little, he's taller than you, I'd like a man taller than me so when we-" Cher began. I'd heard quite enough. "Ok! What lessons first?" I asked. "Um, bio I think..." Cher paused. "Maybe Dylan and Daniel will be there!" She squealed and ran back to ask. I tutted and turned into the class. He came in and dumped his bag in the corner. "Why hello mr....?" Our teacher started. "O'Brien" he finished. Girls giggled. I tutted and opened my book. He sat down in the seat in front of me. "Hey" he turned around. "Hello, again" I said inhaling. "Look I know-" he started. "I hate to interrupt the chatter back there but could we concentrate on the lesson?" Our teacher said irritably. "Of course we can, and thank you for apologising" Dylan answered sweetly. Chuckles exploded in the class. The teacher shushed them, and glared at Dylan. He turned around again. "Can you just! I want to learn, I love biology" I cut in. I lied, I couldn't care less about the plants and why some petals are pink, however this was a open getaway. "Ok" he said, holding his hands. I rolled my eyes and day dreamed for the rest of the lesson.
The school day passed in a blur, I walked home. Tyler was in the kitchen eating a ham sandwich. "How was your day?" He asked as I hugged him. "Ok" I said. "How come your out early" I said nudging him. "Someone drove their motorbike into our classroom door, I think someone called Dylan, real bad boy apparently, new" he added. "Yes, he would" I muttered...