Bad Boy: In Progress

Chapter 1- Introducing The Lab Rat

Chapter 1- Introducing The Lab Rat

High school.

Two words that make almost 99.9% of the teen population cringe. Why may you ask? Well, it's the only place where nobody would accuse someone of being childish when they label somebody.

There are different cliques and there is a reigning queen bee with the quarterback being her boyfriend. Then there are the minions, the nerds who get bullied, the fake chicks' squad, the jocks, the sluts, the weirdos, etc.

But things happen a little different here. Almost everything is the same but a few minor alterations are there.

•There is no queen bee in our school.
•There is no bad boy in our school.
•None of the guys have their reign in our school.

So, yeah. That pretty much sums it up. Oh, in case you're wondering who holds the authority over the student body? Me.

You might think that I am a whore, dumb blonde, rich hotshot, blah blah blah.

Wrong.

I haven't even kissed a guy. I am a brunette. I am school valedictorian. I am.....well, I am rich.

My social life might be classic but my family life is pretty fUcked up. My adoptive mother is a millionaire but that isn't the fUcked up part of my family.

Anyways, I don't reign over our school. I am just the guardian devil. Anybody who messes with anybody gets messed up by me. Of course, I only step in if the matter is way out of hand and for that reason I have a lot of supporters. A few haters too but they can't do horse shit to me, even if they join forces.

Basically, I'm the untouchable guardian of our high school.

Things are ordinary at school. Jocks getting attention of whores, raging alcoholic parties, nerds ruling the school clubs. Nothing new. And that is what I want to change.

My mother, Priscilla Jenkins was the owner of her very own fashion boutique. I mean, fashion boutique chain across the entire country. That kind of means that she was filthy rich and she adopted me when I was seven. Before that, I didn't like remembering anything.

Now, I was the model of her clothes in everyday life. Of course, I forced her to only give me black or else I would burn the clothes and can you believe what she did? She laughed. That's it.

So I dressed up like a model, behaved like a delinquent with douchebags and bitches alike, aced all classes like the nerd that I am and had the back-up of practically the whole school. Not that I needed it.

But enough about me. Remember that thing I mentioned above about changing the social hierarchy of school? Well, let me introduce you to my lab rat.

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"Alright, kids. Settle down. I am announcing your results of the previous test that is holding 30% of your internal marks. Let me tell you'll that some have done better while the rest have done as poor as ever. I have mentioned in your papers if you'll need any tutoring so please follow that", said Mr. Nicholas, our chemistry sir, huffing with disappointment and glaring at everyone.

Apparently, there was some important test and I hadn't studied at all so I'm pretty sure this was going to be my first test that I flunked in my entire life. Surprisingly, it didn't bother me but then again, nothing did.

I had taught myself very well that nothing really mattered and I could always find a way out of any situation. In the beginning, it was tough to follow but eventually, I got the hang of it.