bad boys aren't always bad..

part 1

|| gray's pov ||
my name's gray. I'm 19 years old. I moved to Omaha, Nebraska from Florida. I have bright green eyes, long blonde hair that stops at my waist, I have freckles across the bridge of my nose, and I have a good tan. today is my first day of my senior year in high school.

I get up and get in my shower. I turn on some rap music and get in. I wash my hair, body, & my face. I shave my legs and armpits. then I get out. I dry off then go in my room.

I pick out my outfit and decide what I wanna do to my hair. I pick out a pair of leggings, a New York Yankees jersey, a tank top (so I can keep my jersey open), my adidas shoes, and my gold watch. (pic above)

I decide to straighten my hair. I do that real quick then do my makeup. I put on my foundation, concealer, powder, then do my eye makeup. I do natural eyeshadow colors and then do winged liner. last, I put on a little mascara. then I finish my look with falsies (false lashes).

I grab my book-bag & my car keys, then walk to my front door. oh btw, I live by myself.

|| sammy's pov ||

today's the first day of my senior year. I hear there's a new girl coming and I hope she's hot. I need a new hookup.

I get in the shower and wash hair and my body. I get out then get dressed (he wears the same clothes he does in real life). I grab my shoes and put them on, and grab my book-bag. I grab my keys, and then walk outside to go to school.

|| gray's pov ||

this school is huge. I get out of my car and walk inside. I go to the front office to ask for my schedule.
"hi my name's gray smith and i'm new. can I have my schedule?" I ask politely.
"sure sweetie. let me just go get it from the printer." she says. she gets out of her chair and walks over to another room.
"hey babe." someone says. I turn around to see a really hot guy standing behind me. he has blonde hair like me, hazel eyes, and has a bad boy vibe going on.
"and you are?" I snort. he smirks and laughs.
"I'm sammy. I'm gonna be showing you around." he smirks. he is so hot. damn.
"ohh. I'm gray." I say and smile. he takes my schedule from the woman and looks at it.
"you're in all my classes." he says with a smirk. this year should be interesting. he takes my hand and pulls me into the hall.

"so..?" I say. he still hasn't let go of my hand. I don't mind it though.

"where are you from?" he asks. I don't know where we are but it's taking us forever to get to our first class.

"Florida." I say and smile. he looks back at me, surprised. I giggle.

"what?" I ask. he laughs and then we turn a corner.

"nothing. you know what?" he asks. I don't know what he's gonna say, but I get nervous.

"what?" I ask. he steps closer to me. I smile a little while looking down.

"give me your phone." he says. I take my phone out of my back pocket. I hesitate, but then give it to him.

"why do you need my phone?" I ask. he smirks but doesn't answer.

"can you unlock it?" he gives it back. I unlock it and then tell him my password.

"it's 1211" I say. it's December 11th, which is my birthday.

"why that?" he asks. I explain that it's my birthday.

"hey that's mine too!" he says and smiles.

"cool!" I say. he shows me around the rest of the school. then before we know it, school's over.