(Ch-28) The Good Girl To His Bad Boy

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It was finally Friday, meaning the day of the basketball team results were to be published.

Saying that I was scared was a understatement.

I was agitated.

The past two days have been nothing but torture. Lilian has apparently teamed up with my brother the other day to go against me. It's a funny story really, I was doing nothing and chilling last night when they barged into my room. Lucas had a Superman underwear on his head using it as a mask, the holes of the underwear being a hole for his eyes. Blake used mom's white bedsheet to wear it as a cape. Ryan wore a plastic gold crown that he's had since he was ten or something with a large stick in his hand that appeared to be a sceptre. Lilian wore a pink tutu with a pink Frozen shirt with Elsa and Anna smirking af me, almost knowing what was about to happen.

"Hear ye! Hear ye!" Lucas called out obnoxiously loud as Ryan kicked my door open and they stood outside my door really straight.

I looked up from the book I was reading and rolled my eyes. "What?" I said in a flat tone.

"I, King Fart-amis The Third, now would like to tell my Kingdom, that we now have a new princess! You may now clap!" He announced waving his hand in a royal gesture.

I looked at him bluntly, blinked and went back to reading my book.

Ryan banged his scepter repeatedly on the ground until he got my attention.

"Ugh what?!" I groaned raising my face from my book, scrunching up my face in annoyance.

He cleared his throat. "I said we have a new princess."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah yeah okay. Now goodbye." I shooed them away with my hands as I continued to read my book.

"Clap for me you peasant!" Lilian shrieked.

"If I clap would you leave me alone?" I asked in frustration.

She acted like she thought for a while and then she nodded.

I put my book down and internally groaned as I rolled my eyes. I slow clapped.

"Good! Now behead her!" She pointed at me.

My head shot to the side, facing them. "Wait what?!"

All three of them bowed and said "Yes your majesty." At the same as Lilian smirked smugly at me.

All three of them had smirks on their faces as they charged at me at the same time, tackling me onto my bed. My book flew out of my hand and feel to the ground as I fell on my back onto my mattress.

Blake started tickling my neck really hard while Lucas took the sides of my stomach and Ryan took my armpits.

"A-ah!" I let out fits of giggles as I arch my back onto my mattress trying to get them off of me.

All three of them had goofy smiles on their faces as they we're tickling me.

"No! B-blake- ah!" I yelled.

I felt my lungs getting collapsed and my stomach started to hurt, sucks that I'm on my period too.

"P-please! No! A-ah!" I begged while giggles left my mouth.

"O-okay! I w-will c- ah -clap!" I screeched out while flapping and frailing my arms around in order to fight them. But they are like twice the size of me so obviously that didn't work.

Lilian folded her arms across her chest while putting all her weight on her left leg. "Let go of her my knights." Lilian smirked smugly.

"Yes your majesty." they smiled at her and smirked smugly at me as they got off my bed one by one, leaving me lying on my bed breathless.

'Finally' I thought.

"Now clap!" She cocked her head towards me, raised her eyebrows, and looked at me expectantly.

"Yeah no-" Before I could finish my sentence all of them came and tackled me onto my bed. Again.

"Okay okay! I swear I'll clap!" My words fumbled out in a rush as I only raised my head up to look at her since my body was pinned down on my bed.

"You gotta apologize," She smirked at me smugly. "And I might just think about it."

"Okay okay! I apologize! I'm sorry!" My words come rolling down my tongue so fast that I almost fumbled.

I felt so pathetic. Here I am, being pinned down on my own bed for not playing along with my cousins and siblings stupid game and apologizing to a nine year old brat that just happens to be my cousin.

"Hmmm," Lilian pouted her lips and formed it in a pair of duck lips. She folded her left hand into a fist and brought her index finger out, tapping it repeatedly in a beat on her lips in a deciding manner.

"Uh no. Continue tickling her knights!" She hollered as she brought her index fingers away from her lips and pointed it at me like an army cry during war would.

"NO!" I screamed on the top of my lungs right before my siblings started to tickle me again.

"The adults aren't here, so we're gonna have fun with you all night!" She cackled menacingly.

"Ah! Fu*k no!" I whimpered as they tickled me, even though I was laughing it was hurting like crazy.

So my weekend was great.

I was walking through the crowded hallways of my school. The halls were crowded with people, and the chaos was so perfect, like a movie. There was the couple that was always making out on the left side of the hall, and about ten feet farther down, the cliquey girls. Opposite them, the cliquey jocks, and between them, the parade of band geeks with their huge instrument cases. There were the aerospace tech kids who never did anything but make paper airplanes and the fashion kids that wheeled mannequins and clothing racks down the halls. And then there was me, not that I fit into any of those groups. Laughter sounds along the halls, joined with excited conversations and shouts. Model worthy girls perch on the tables like exotic birds gossiping and giggling, a football fly's above their heads between two jocks in varsity jackets parading their toned muscles. Groups of high schoolers sit around the room laughing and causing all kinds of ruckus, all except one group that sit silently staring at laptop screens with massive headphones which appear to be permanently strapped to their heads. A breath of air brushes my ear; I follow the breeze and see a blue striped paper plane gracefully gliding through the air before sliding across the tiled hall to stop with its nose against the wall

The judgmental whispers and eyes definitely didn't go missed by me, but it was different today.

It was more.

Suddenly I was shoved into the blue lockers, my side hits the lockers as my arms get cramped up at my sides as I felt as all the air out of my lungs was forced out of me.

"How'd you do that b*tch?!" A voice I knew all to well screeched into my ears.

Jada.

"Do what?!" I yelled back equally as loud as she gripped the collar of my shirt, pinning me against the lockers and now facing her.

"How did you get on the basketball team! The boys basketball team." She looked at me with what seemed to be jealousy and fury in her eyes.

For once her words sent a rush of relief and happiness through my veins.

Her cronies pinned all four of my hands and legs to the locker making me look and feel like a starfish.

'How does a starfish feel like?' Luna asked.

"What'd you do? Sleep with the coach?" She smirked at me when I didn't answer.

"Unlike you, I d-don't sleep with teachers in order to get good grades and opportunities J-Jada." I spat at her through gritted teeth. "I fu*king work hard for them." I finished off with a threatening tone.

I've had enough of her bullsh*t.

She widened her eyes and her lips slightly parted in shock and she was taken aback.

Before I could realize what was happening I felt a palm swiftly hit my cheek, hard.

She slapped me.

Silence.

Pure silence.

The once crowded hallways were now deserted and it felt as if it was only the two of us left.

The wind didn't even dare to interfere.

I widened my eyes and looked at her with parted lips which were mixed with disbelief and shock. No matter how mean or rude Jada was she would never hurt another person herself, she'd make her cronies do it.

I could tell she was shocked too and so were her cronies, she looked down at the hand she used to slap me with slight wide eyes, not too wide. Her white palm was now slightly crimson red and I was sure my cheek was too, but of a darker shade.

"Aye!" A voice filled with a heavy Mexican accent yelled out, causing my head to turn to the entrance of the cafeteria in a swift motion. "Get away from my mamacita!"

Carlos.

It all just happened so fast, one minute I was being pinned against the school lockers and the other minute Carlos harshly shoved them all away from me causing them to fall on the white marble floor of the school hallway and I was leaning against the lockers, watching them.

"NEVER EVER TOUCH OR GO NEAR MY MAMACITA YOU PERRA!" He spat on their faces.

"C'mon mami, let's leave." Carlos spat at them one more time and they put his hand around my shoulders, guiding me out of there.

"Mami are you okay?" Carlos looked at me with worry fazed in his eyes.

I was still in shock with everything, Jada had slapped me not even five minutes ago and out of nowhere, in a deserted hallway Carlos comes in and saves my helpless a*s.

I would've given that b*tch a taste of her own medicine, but then five versus one.

"Mami did those perras hurt you?" Carlos asked, making me snap out of my thoughts.

"I- uh no," I shook my head as I lied smoothly through my teeth and avoided his gaze.

"Mami quit lying to me, we both know you are." We stopped walking as he came in front of me and kept both of his hands on my shoulders.

"I'm not, Carlos." I slightly smiled at him.

"Mami-" He started but cut himself off because his gaze averted to my cheek. His eyes widened in shock as he gently grabbed my chin and turned it to the other direction, giving himself a better look at my red cheek.

He clicked his tongue repeatedly as he observed my cheek that was slightly swollen. "Those perras did this didn't they?" he muttered softly as he grazed the pad of his thumb across my cheeks.

When I didn't answer it only confirmed his assumptions.

He huphed. "Don't worry mami, as long as I'm here nobody will hurt you." He smiled at me as he took the pad of his thumb off of my cheek.

I smiled at him. I've only known him barely a day and I already know we're gonna be good friends. "Thanks Carlos."

He smiled and slung his arms around me and we continued to walk. "Of course, you're my mamacita after all." He smirked causing me to chuckle.

"So, where d'you wanna go now?" He turned his head to look at me.

"Well I have to get to Bio, my first period." I said.

"What do you mean? First period's over." Carlos said like carelessly.

I immediately stopped dead in my tracks, causing him to stop too and furrow his eyebrows in confusion as I turned my head slowly to face him. "What'd you say?"

"First period is over Mami," He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world, his thick Mexican accent throbbing out with each word. "It's almost nine."

My eyes widened. "I missed first period!" I turned to look at Carlos as realization dawned upon me. "And I caused you to miss yours too!" I said with guilty milked all over my face.

He widened his eyes when he saw my expression. "No no no Mami! I skipped class!"

"Why'd you do that?" I asked, looking at him.

He smirked and ran his hand through his jet black hair. "Well, after all, I am a bad boy Mami." He answered cockily. "Bad boys skip classes because we're way too cool for school."

I shook my head as I smiled.

"Mami, why didn't you kick their a*ses?!" He asked. "Or are you like the good girls in stories that has no common knowledge and is like super dumb?" He tilted his head and scrunched his face in confusion.

I put on a slight offended face at his remark. "Are you calling me dumb?"

His eyes widened "No no Mami! Never!" He shook his hands in denial.

I chuckled at his reaction. "I'm just kidding Carlos."

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "So you are not mad at me?"

I smiled and shook my head, "Of course not, I should be thanking you for helping me over there."

He groaned in what seemed like pain. "Ugh, don't remind me. The image of my Mamacita getting hurt pains me." he put on a pained expression as his hand groped the left side of his chest, where his heart was dramatically.

I smiled. I barely knew this knucklehead yet I already know he's gonna be a great friend.

"Thanks Carlos," I smiled.

"It was nothing Mami, I'm just glad you are okay." He returned the gesture.

"You know mami," He started. "You are the good girl to my bad boy." He grinned cheekily.

I let out a quick laugh. "Yeah sure Carlos, why not my bad boy?" I decided to play along.

He looked at me and grinned.

"You know that book 'Later'? By Banana Nott?"

"Hm," I thought for a bit. "The one with Bessa Old and Softin Snot?" I asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"Si!" He nodded his head."We're like that. You that dumb Bessa and I that toxic Softin." He grinned as he nodded but when he was met with one of my eyebrows docked up and a slight glare on my face he widened his eyes in realization. "Again Mami! Not calling you dumb!"

I rolled my eyes but had a small smile on my face. "Oh, I have to get to my Spanish class, my second period. I cant miss this, SeΓ±ora Adoncia is very strict." I frowned my expression went from playfulness to seriousness in a matter of seconds. I pronounced her name just like she would, with a very heavy accent.

"SeΓ±ora Adoncia? That hot female teacher that wears pink high heels, wears just the perfect shade of dark red lipstick, her brown hair always in curls, her boobies bouncing up when she walks and her heels clicking, that one?" He finished off with a dreamy sigh as he stared off into space.

My lips were slightly parted. "I- Carlos she's married." I muttered with shock.

"Well, what her husband doesn't know can't hurt him." He winked at me.

"Wife." I corrected.

"O-M-G, she's lesbian? That's like so much more hotter Mami!" He grinned from ear to ear.

"Um Carlos, I'm not sure she feels the same way."

He fake gasps and puts on a fake expression of hurt as he puts his hand over his chest in a playful offended way. "How could you say that Mami?!" He pouted.

I chuckled and shook my head. "Carlos, you're something different aren't you?"

He grinned cheekily. "Yes Mamacita."

"Well I have to get to class or I might get my a*s whooped for the second time today," I chuckled as I lifted my bag off the ground and put it over my shoulders.

"Aw Mami, that That woman is of American descent while I am pure Hispanic, I can teach so much better than that! Promise!" His accent rolled out with every word.

"Wait, how do you know she's of American Descent?" I asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"I am Fernando Hernandez Guerero Fernandez Guerrero," He started off with a straight and serious face.

"Oh wow, I didn't know that was your real name-"

"Her Facebook friend."Β  He finished off, cutting me in my sentence with a cheeky grin.

My eyes widened in slight shock. "How long has it been? Since guy became her Facebook friend?"

He grinned cheekikly. "Three years."

my eyes widened but, larger. "The last a student that liked her tried to friend her on Facebook he apparently got suspended for fourteen days because apparently he used her face for...well disgusting things."

His eyes also widened timidly, he came close to my face but not too close and whispered in a hushed voice. "You mean...those things?"

My eyes widened in correction as I nodded my head slowly. "I've heard that he did worse..." I said with the same tone as trailed on.

"Like what...?"

I sighed and looked around the hallway to make sure no one was listening. "He used her face as a character on a website called 'Hottie Spanish Mami's' where they...where they, well um..." I didn't know how to tell him.

His eyes widened in eagerness. "In what?! In what?!" He came up close to me until he was right up at my face.

I gestured him to come closer and show me his ears.

I whispered the thing in his ears.

He let out a loud gasp and he backed away from me. "Por el amor de Dios!"

"Shh!" I put a finger against his lips. "Quiet down! Anyone can hear you!"

He nodded frantically at me and then his eyes trailed down to my finger, making a smirk appear in his lips. "Damn Mami, this is so hot." He breathed out as he wriggled his eyebrows.

I scoffed as I took my finger away. "Shut up," I grumbled.

He raised his hands in surrender. "Okay okay Mami, whatever you say but are you kidding?"

I looked at him, confusion etched all over my face. "Kidding...about?"

"That that boy put SeΓ±ora Adoncia's face on that website so people could know that she's a goat milker?"

"Well, she's not a goat milker, at least I don't think she is but he put her photo there so all the goats can be seduced!"

He gasped again."Ohmahgawd."

"So it's a website for goats? A goat dating site?"

I nodded.

"Anyways Carlos, it was nice seeing you and thank you but I've really got a get to class okay? I smiled as I grabbed my bag from the floor and was about to walk away when he grabbed my wrist, I turned around and faced him.

"Mami c'mon, don't do this to me." He pleaded as he put on a puppy dog eyes and pouted.

I let out a soft breath. "Carlos, honestly I'd love to stay but I really have to go, how about this weekend?" I smiled, offering him.

He let go of my hand and put on a annoyed face. "Fine," He grumbled, tucking his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket as he turned around to walk away.

"You're like those good girls that doesn't take risks." He mumbled as he walked away from me.

I gasped under my breath, how dare he?! "No I'm not!" I yelled back.

He turned around facing me but started walking backwards, a smirk on his pink lips. "Then prove it, Mami."

I groaned under my breath as I contemplated my choices.

"I can show you the world..." He suddenly started singing with a smile as he lent out hand out for me to hold even though we were pretty far as he kept walking, going further and further away from me.

My eyes immediately widened in surprise. He has an amazing voice.

"Shining, shimmering, splendid now tell me, princess when did you last let your heart decide?"

A smile made it's way across my face. "I can open your eyes, take you wonder by wonder..." I sang as I lent out my hand and started walking towards him, but he didn't stop walking. He just smiled and continued.

"...Over, sideways, and under on a magic carpet ride." He continued.

"A WHOLE NEW WORLD..." We both started duetting, happy smiles on our faces.

"A NEW FANTASTIC POINT OF VIEWWWW. NO ONE TO TELL US "NO" OR WHERE TO GO, OR SAY WE'RE ONLY DREAMING..."

Wowza, I'm not going to boast but we sound so amazing together.

O-M-G.

Zayn and Zhavia.

Periodt.

"A WHOLE NEW WORLD- ah f*ck." Carlos suddenly bumped into the glass door causing me guffaw.

His head bumped into the glass door and slid down and finally sat down on his butt.

"Damn you're really good," I complemented walking towards him as he rubbed his head, trying to soothe the pain away. "Ever thought about joining the theatre?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

"The theater?" He winced as he touched the now forming bump on the back of his head. "No, theatre is not for bad boys." He muttered stubbornly as he stood up,

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