Dating the Bad Girl

Olivia is notorious for stealing boys and allowing herself to be carefree. To her rules are like hearts, easy to break but harder to fix the chaos that's left. Being carefree isn't always the best policy, enjoying life and taking risks may be fun to her but she's not aware of the consequences that follows. Now she's got herself into a position that proved being laid back wasn't such a good idea. This bad girl is made to tutor the new kid in her class as a punishment but things take an unexpected twist. Maybe being the bad girl does have its perks.

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2. Chapter 2| Olivia


 

"... Now multiply it by 9 and you have your answer." I say without looking at him instead I payed close attention to my watch. Only 10 min left of tutoring then I'm free to do as I please.

"Start on the next one, I'm going to go to the bathroom" I say, standing up out of my chair and walked out of the class room and into the completly empty, actually nearly empty hallway of the school, the only person I saw was the caretaker who was cleaning the floor. When I came out of the toilets and back into the classroom, I see that he is already done with the math problem. A little suprised, I walk over and sit back down in my chair. This time my vanilla aroma is overpowering his strong cologne.

"Did I do it right?" He asks with his eyes averted away from mine and trained onto a spot on the table.

"My eyes are up here" I say sweetly, out of the corner of my eyes I could see a flush of pink brighten up his face. I take the paper and give it a once over, this dude is clever!

"Now you got the hang of it" I say, he smiles again with his dimples bared and simply replies with a 'Thanks'. I glance down at the watch once more and see that our time is finally over, I grab my bag off the floor and clear up any of my equipment.

"Okay, looks like we're done for today" I say standing up. He starts to pack up his belongings and I watch him as he slides his notebook and binder into his backpack.

"Already?" he asks, I give him a nod and swing the classroom key that the principle (Matt) gave me around my pointer finger as I waited for him to clear up. I follow Harry out of the door and switch the lights off before locking the door. We both silently walked to our cars that were the only two parked in the car park. I walked into the parking lot and unlocked my car doors; swinging my items into the back seat before slamming the door shut and hop into the drivers seat. I turn the key into the ignition and speed off without saying anything more to Harry.

When I arrive home I put some laundry in and I start on my homework. Being the bad girl at school is so fun and all but that does not mean I don't care about my grades, why do you think I was made to tutor the new kid? Its because, I ace all my coursework and mocks. After my homework is completed I make a salad and watch TV. After a few hours of flicking through t.v channels and watching weird things, I jump off the couch and check the time 2:35 am. I lazily walk up the stairs and fall into bed.

 

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Beep Beep Beep 

I awaken to the sound of my annoying alarm clock, I turn my alarm clock off and rub my eyes. I slowly get dressed and put my long wavy brown hair into a pony tail. After having a good clean I put on some black high wasted shorts, with my Fall Out Boy band T-Shirt.

Once I get to school, I hurry to get to English again. When I walk into the class I find Harry sitting in my seat once again. I roll my eyes and decide to think against having an argument with him instead I sit in the seat next to him. I put my long, tanned, toned legs on top of the desk in front of me. I sense Harry, looking at me from the corner of my eyes, I smirk taking my hand and gently move his head so that his eyes met mine.

"Eyes are up here" I say letting go of his chin. He blushes and looks up at the teacher. Man it's easy to get him to blush. I turn my attention to the teacher who is yelling at me to take my feet off but I don't listen. Harry nudges me and mouths

T"ake your feet off"

"What's the worst that can happen" I said clearly and just as I said that the teacher shouted.

"Olivia Todd! Take your feet off or I will have the principle deal with you!"

I finally give in annoyed at my teacher and give her what she wants. She gives me a surprised look and continues on with her lesson. Class drags on and our boring teacher finally says something interesting...well sort of.

"Class you will be doing a project on the book The Outsiders. You will be working with your table partners" I groan and others do the same  but some cheer because some of the tables had people they are already friends with unlike me, unfortunately!

"Class, calm down this instant" Ms. Teacher shouts (I never bothered to learn her name).

"The project will be due Monday so you have all of tomorrow and the weekend to work on it. I'm going to pass out the instructions. Chat among yourselves and figure out where to meet over the weekend, I expect all of you to have something to present" I look at Harry, who stares at me for a while and then he opens his mouth.

"We could meet at my house?" Harry suggests

"My little sister would be the only one home and she won't bother us... I think." He adds uncertainly.

"Sure" I say with a shrug putting my feet back on top of the desk. I have to get the work done somehow and if its with him whats the worst that can happen?

"Just text me your address and I'll be there" We exchange numbers before the teacher came and when she did come to our table she handed us our instructions, Harry takes one of the papers and examines it. While I, on the other hand, examine things outside the window. Well, this is going to be a fun project.

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