The Bad Boy

"Good."

"What did I ever do to you?"

"Well, first of all, your in the women's bathroom and you just asked if you could stick a tampon inside of me. Hmmm. I wonder."

"Well, I need your help."

"What? Why?" I ask. But I'm sure I don't wanna know the answer.

"I need to get out if school, but could you tell Andrew that I'll be back later. My phones dead."

Andrew is one of his idiot friends.

"No." I say quite defiantly.

"Why?"

"Because, I'm not helping you and getting nothing in return."

"Okay, what do you want?" He asks with a smirk.

"Not you." Said backing up slowly against the wall.

"Ohh really?" He smirks even more.

"Yup"

"You're not even the slightest bit attracted to me?"

How could I not be? He was muscular, but not to much. He had the sexiest dirty blknde hair, and his eyes? Oh, don't get me started. They were chocolaty brown. Mmmm. I just want to lick him up. WHAT? Where did that come from, Lux. He's a jerk, remember? Oh yeah.

"Nope, not at all."

"So, you wouldn't mind it if I changed in here?" He asked smirking.

"W-what? N-no. Not at all."

"Good." He took his shirt of slowly, reveling his six pack. Oh my god. What have I done? I'm so turned on right now. What? No you're not. Fight it, Lux!

As he takes his pants off, my eyes travel down 'there'. Of my god. He then looks up at me, and catches me staring. Crap. I look away. He chuckles.

"Why don't you strip for me?"

"Excuse me!?"

"You heard me. I know you want to." He smirks. God. That smirk is so sexy. Shit. Shut up, Lux.

"Do not." Ohh. Good comeback, Lux.

He chuckles, " What? You never gotten naked for a guy before?"

I blush.

Seriously!? Am I 5?

"You haven't!? Oh my god. You're a virgin?! Well, who would've thought, our little Luxy is a virgin."

I wish.

I start to cry, and I'm not going to let him see me cry, so I run out of the bathroom as quickly as possible.

"Lux, wait!"

I start running, tears streaming down my face.

"Lux!"

I stop.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT." Woah. Calm down, Lux.

"I'm sorry." He says.

Wait.

What.

Did Ryan Silverman just apologize? To me?

"W-what?"

"I'm sorry." He said. He looked so nervous. Like a little boy.

"Umm... It-it's okay."

"No, it's not. I was being a dick."

"Well, yeah. You were." I say.

"Come with me."

"What?"

"Come on, don't be a pussy"

"I have one, so why can't I act like one?"

"Whatever. Just come on. I want to make it up to you. " He grabs my hand and a tingling sensation travels up my arm.

"Where are you taking me?"

"We're gonna go eat."

"What? Why?"

"Cause, you look hungry. And not just for me." He smirks and winks at me.

I blush. Again. Oh my gosh. I'm such a little girl.

"I'm not hungry for you."

"Well, then why'd you unbutton part of your shirt?" He smirks and then looks down at my chest.

Oh my god.

This. Fucking. Shirt. Always. Unbuttons.

"You seem pretty horny to me."