Loving The Bad Boy [1 & 2]

She's My Girlfriend

It was my sudden curiosity that intrigued me to be with him.

I should be moving on. Chase and I weren't even in a relationship, nor will we ever be in one.

I find myself sitting alone on a bench, families walking past. It was almost quarter to eleven and the workers were already starting to pack up the carnival.

"Hey." my head looks up to see my best friend giving me a sympathetic smile, "Why are you crying?"

"Long story." I sigh, Lora nodding.

"It's getting late. Do you wanna get back to the dorms? Tyler's going to give us a lift."

"Isn't Chase going to be there too?" I ask disappointedly

"He already left a couple minutes ago on his car." I give Lora a small smile, I didn't want her to see me cry.

Lora places a hand on my back, "Isabelle, you deserve better than Chase. He's just another douchebag."

"But that douchebag is also your boyfriend's cousin." I point out.

She glares at me, "I'm trying to help you here!" Lora laughs, "You need to start fresh. It's only been a couple of months in the year and you're already weeping over some bad boy."

She was right.

"What do you propose I should do then?"

"Get a job and buy yourself what ever you want. Meet new people. Find a better guy. Anything!" she waves her hands dramatically in the air, "Just stop crying over Chase Cole. You're better than that."

Man, I needed to get myself together again.

"You're right, Lora." I state.

"I'm always right. Now c'mon, let's go."

~*~*~*~

[Next Couple of Days.]

I'm taking the advice that Lora gave me; get a job and start fresh. I need money anyway. It took time before I knew what type of part time job I should apply for until I saw my favorite restaurant near the campus looking for new workers. It wasn't long before I shot up and rushed over and submitted my application.

Somehow I managed to get the job, I wasn't even sure if he was joking or not until she gave me my uniform and timetable on what shifts I had to work at. I start today and I'm not sure if I should be happy or scared. The place was already packed.

"Okay. So all you need to do is greet the costumers politely, write down what they order and leave the rest to the chefs. It's simple, do you think you can handle that?" The restaurant manager, Sophie, asks me like I'm a stupid little girl. She looks only a couple years older than I am.

"Yes, of course."

Sophie smiles, "Great! Now, why don't you serve that group of lovely young men who are sitting on the corner of the restaurant?" she points to a group of boys who look familiar. I focus my vision on them, it was hard to tell who they were since there were about three.

"I-Uh, I can't serve them." I stutter fiddling nervously with my notepad and pen.

"Why not?"

"I know them, and uh- we don't really get along." I try and explain, she gives me a face.

"Do that, or else you're fired on your first day."

I gulp at her rude response.
Great. The first costumers I have to serve is... Chase and his 'gang'.

Timidly walking over to their table, I clear my throat, "Hello. What can I get you boys today?"

They all look at me, Chase being the annoying one; his eyes widen in full display.

Tyler was the first one to say something, "Hey, Isabelle. You work here now?"

"Yeah." I laugh lowly, "I wanted to start something new."

"That's cool. So, I'll just have a burger with fries."

I write down Tyler's order before moving on to Chase, "Yeah, I'll have a slice of a pepperoni pizza and probably a beer." he says casually. Chase acted like he didn't know me, he acted like he didn't care.

"Okay. And what can I get for you?" I move on to the last male on the table, he had similar features to Chase, only he looked more older.

The guy's tongue slide across his lips, eyeballing my body from head to toe, "You in my bed."

I give him a disgust face, "Excuse me?"

"More like squeeze me." his pathetic lines made me dislike him way more.

Tyler gives me an 'I'm-Sorry' look, "Isabelle, this faggot is Luke. Sorry about that."

My body immediately freezes by his name. Luke Cole? Chase's brother that has just been released from jail?

Throughout the whole order, Chase has been avoiding my eye contact, which I'm guessing is good since I told him to leave me alone, but it couldn't hurt to say 'hello' at least.

"Babe, what about you come home with me after we're done here?" Luke gives a smug face that sickens me.

I lean in closer to his face, "I'd rather drink bleach, thanks."

Luke raises his eyebrows, "You're a feisty one aren't you? Are you single?"

Before I could even open my mouth, Chase butts in, "No, she's taken."

"Damn it. I was looking forward to putting my dick down your throa-"

"Fuck off, Luke." Chase interrupts, clearly annoyed.

I couldn't be more thankful for his intrude, if Luke finished with his sentence, I would have been scarred for life.

~*~*~*~

Throughout the night of my shift at the restaurant, Chase has given me some secret glances, sometimes I wonder what he's thinking about.

When I came back to the dorm, Christi was on her mobile, texting someone. She didn't acknowledge my existence in the room, then again, she never does unless she wants something.

I'm trying to write my poem for my AP English Class until someone knocked on the door.

"I'll get it." Christi hauls herself from the bed and walks over to the door, opening the entrance, "Oh, hey Chase. What a surprise." Christi flirts in the most disgusting voice I have heard

I was laying on my bed with papers on my lap and a pen in my hand, I didn't really care if Chase was here, he was probably here to see Christiana.

"What are you doing here? Came to see me?" Christi twirls a strand of her blonde hair being the most feminine person I have ever seen.

"Actually, I came to see Belle."

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A/N: I had to add Luke in this chapter because I did mention that he is out of jail, the only question is why and who bailed him out of prison. ;)

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