THE BAD GIRL
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I took a deep breath before approaching Mr. West's table. The father of Mr. Perfect.
"what brings you here, Summer? I'm sure you have a class in this period."
"it's about your son Mr. West." I snapped. "he's really annoying! Can you get rid of him from me? To stop minding my business before i lose control and does something terrible at him." I said angrily.
I really hate it when someone bothers me in my business. Especially those i'm not close with.
"sorry Ms. Grant, but i gave him a task. A task to take you at the right path."
"i can manage myself. I don't need anyone's help. I don't want your son tailing me, or anyone. Just treat me like i'm invisible in this school."
"how can you be invisible when you're branded as the school's bad girl? We want to change that Ms. Grant. You're popular, i don't mind that. But be popular in a good way. Not as the one who always have detention and as the top rule breaker, as the bad girl.."
"they're the one giving me that name. And i don't care about it, besides i see myself deserving in that title."
The principal grunted.
"bear it. Bear my son. You can now leave." Said he.
"what? No way!" i'm alarmed. "Your son may lose focus studying, divide his time in all of his duty, may affect his reputation, your reputation, and all just because of me? Would you want that to happen?"
"if that's what it takes to get you in the right path, then it's worth it."
"you'll be the key to his dreams. If he succeed, if you succeed, it will benefit both of you."
"no, it will only benefit him. And what will it do to me?"
"you can go to college. Be professional. Aside from music." He glanced at my guitar.
"i don't have any plans of college."
"then atleast help him in his plans. You should leave now Ms. Grant. I have many things to do that i should get started."
"this is all ridiculous!" I said before turning my back at him. I approached the door and shut it behind me.
Mr. Perfect's standing, leaning at the wall with cross arms. He looked totally hot but i'm not the kind of girl who'll totally drool for it because it's totally stupid.
"i'm sure you already knew how it goes." I stated.
"i don't know the process but i know the results. He's not taking it back."
"i think you already know that from the start." Then i walk pass him.
"hey--" he called.
"--don't force me to get to my class anymore because i'm already 45 minutes late and there's only 15 minutes left." I said to him and continued on my way.
I'm sensing my back and i'm finally relieved he's not tailing me anymore. Man, what a headache!
I know my life would be different again. I'm having a studyguard here in school. Not a bodyguard, he's not protecting me from physical harm. He's protecting me from failing grades and bad records. He'll force me to study, attend my every class, make assignments, projects, be cooperative--uuuggghhh!!! I hate all this stuff!
After school, i go to the night club. My friends are waiting in there. We'll be having a gig. We're the next to perform on stage. I'm the band's guitarist and sometimes vocalist. The leader's my boyfriend. The lead vocalist. I'm the only girl at the band.
When it's our turn everyone cheered up. Nathan kissed me before going up at the small stage.
Then we settled everything and started our performance. He's singing. And i really love his voice. I strum like a crazy rockstar. I really love performing. The music's driving me crazy and all i can think about is just enjoy it and give my best shot.
After our performance, the club manager gives our price. We divided it. This can also be my work. Earning money. We settled in the area at the corner of the bar.
"we did well there." Jake said after we ordered some drinks.
"we always did." Axel stated while opening a canned beer. I reached one for myself.
"we're the best. Right, Sum?" Nathan asked me. His arms around my shoulder. We lean at the sofa like we're tired in our performance.
"yup, of course." I open my canned beer.
"hey, your voice in that." He warned me.
"i'm not performing very soon. Besides it's not cold."
"okay, i'll just drive you home after."
"you always did." I smiled and drink the beer. After that, we kissed.
Nathan and me are in the same year. Just, we're in separate schools. We've known each other when i've perform solo in one of the night clubs. He'd seen me perform, he recruited me in his band, I go out with him. We had a relation. I'm not even sure if I love him.
Our kiss went deeper. We don't really mind people saw us. It's a bar. There's nothing formal here.
"hey, hey, get a room." Said Xyran across us.
"i'll be paying for it." Axel volunteered.
I stopped what i'm doing. I pushed Nathan aside. I saw his dissapointment. He just then opened a beer and drank it.
"hey, your voice." I chided him.
"just a little." He said and smiled at me.
Jake stood up. "com'on guys, let's dance."
"okay." I said and pulled Nathan along. We all go to the dance floor and showed our moves. We dance like there's no other time. The music's really had me going on. Us i mean.
After that. It's past ten when we decide to go home. Nathan drove me. Before bidding goodbye, we kissed for a moment and got out of his car. He started on his way again. I turn around and faced my home. I straightened my guitar before approaching to the door. I inserted my key and opened the door gradually. I knew my father's already asleep. Which is a good thing. I don't want him to ruin my wonderful evening cause i've got a bad day earlier.
I tiptoed to my room, did my night routine, like washing myself, change clothes, before going to sleep.