Painted Rose

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Tabitha Jerkins is the good girl. She's never sworn, been in trouble, or gotten anything less than an A+. She gets made fun of for it, and she's had enough. So that's why no one expected her to NOT wear the color pink. But she did it. And she's pretty proud of herself. She's going on a rampage. She's trying to be the bad girl, and she's slowly getting there.

Until she decides to go even farther and stands up to the bad boy, Blake Ryder. However, when she comes home, even worse news. The badass bad boy currently lives across the hall. F his parents for abandoning him and putting her through hell, right? Nope. Tabi is surprised when beating the shit out of her is the last thing he wants to do. And the feeling is kinda, sorta mutual.

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1. || Chapter 1 ||

Chapter 1

"I been there all night, I been there all day! And now they got me rocking side-to-side!"

All of a sudden, the lights turned off and as I turned around, I could see my little brother, Ethan, smiling evilly before he slammed the door shut.

"You little jerk! You know not to do that when my song is playing!"

"It's not my fault I can't go to sleep with your crap playing!"

"Hey! My music isn't crap! It's just...pop!" I reopened the door and frowned at him.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't know how many times I've heard that one."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I said as I flipped the light switch.

"Out of my 15 years of living, I've heard that excuse about your music maybe 15,000 times, give or take a few." He chuckled as I gave him a deathly glare, quickly straightening himself as he looked at my face.

"Ethan, you've complained about my music a lot, but if you were really smart, you'd know that I was an emo as a child, so therefore I listened to heavy metal music. So, no... You haven't."

Now it was his turn to glare at me. I just smirked and made sweeping motions with my hand, telling him to get out.

"Okay, okay. I know, girls need their privacy! I hear it all the time."

"That's right." I nodded at him and he walked across the hall.

*THE NEXT MORNING*

Riiiiiiiiinnnnnnnggggg!!!!!!

Riiiiiiiiinnnnnnnggggg!!!!!!

Riiiiiiiiinnnnnnnggggg!!!!!!

"UGH, MOM!"

Riiiiiiiiinnnnnnnggggg!!!!!!

"MOM!!!"

I slammed my hand down on the top of my darned alarm clock and my mother came in.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Can you bring me my earbuds? I left them on the counter last night."

"You have legs. Get off your ass and get your own damn earbuds. I'm not your maid."

"But mom-"

"But nothing. I will not be ordered around like a slave or work for my own child."

As she left the room, I mumbled "All I wanted was my earbuds."

"I heard that!"

"You were supposed to!"

"Watch it young lady!"

Oh my gosh, I'm on a roll! First, I said "crap." I'm a rebel! Then, I stood up to my own mother! I'm beginning to become a bad girl!

I groggily dragged myself over to my closet and picked out a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt with my brother's black leather jacket. He let me have it ever since he got a new one. I slipped on my converse and grabbed my backpack.

"Mom, I'm leaving!" I yelled.

"Don't forget to feed the neighbor's dog when you get home!" She yells back. I roll my eyes. "Sure thing, mother!" I step out the door and close it behind me. I twirl my car keys around my finger and unlock my grey Camry. It's a true beauty.

I swing myself into it and sigh as I run my finger along the leather steering wheel. I put the key into the ignition and twist. The car roars to life. I pull out of my parents' driveway and head to school. I drive about 5 minutes in silence before I decide to turn the radio on.

The pop station blares out of the speakers and Taylor Swift's newest hit plays through my ears. My head bobs to the music. As I turn into the parking lot I shut the radio off quickly and act as normal as I possibly can. Teens are everywhere; in the grass, on the benches, inside.

I pull into an empty parking space and get out. I grab my stuff, shut the car door, and lock it. It's about that time when my best friend, Jess, comes from her car a little ways away. "Ooh, someone's looking mighty badass today." She says.

"I know right, it's like I don't even have to try, it just comes naturally," I joke. "Did you do your calculus homework?"

"Nope. You?"

"No ma'am. Remember? Bad girls don't do they're homework." I tease. "Nah, I'm kidding. I always do."

"Haha, some bad girl you are, Tabs."

"You know it." I wink at her.

"So, you got any new boy toys?"

"Not anyone important. I'm laying low for now."

"Oh, so Tabi Jerkins doesn't need a man to make her feel better about herself? Is that what I'm hearing?"

"You can bet your banana chips, it is. Men are stupid idiots anyways." I start skipping like a school girl and smile at her.

"I'm so proud of you; you're growing up, you know?" She coos, as if I'm a little baby.

"I know, I'm getting taller. I think it's the milk, Mama." She ruffles my hair a bit.

"Then we better stop giving you that milk because Mama doesn't want her baby to ever grow up. You'll always be young in her heart."

"Alright, cut it out sweet cheeks, you're ruining my image!" I slightly nudge her away from me but she moves closer.

"Aww that's cute, you know, how you think I'm gonna stop." She smiles at me and I smile back.

"C'mon, lets go before we're late."

"Alrighty, then. Anything for you."

We go to our first period class, which is calculus, and we're seated at our usual spots right beside each other. I turn in the worksheet she assigned us yesterday and Jess makes up a lame excuse and promises to turn it in tomorrow, which she won't.

* * *

The days goes by quickly, same as always until I notice a group of people huddled up in one corner of the hallway. I walk towards them and stand on the tips of my toes to get a better look. The bad boy, Blake Ryder is busy beating the crap out of a nerdy kid with braces and a bow tie.

I push through the throngs of people and try to break them up. Before I know it his fist comes straight for my nose. I fall slowly to the ground.

I hear Jess yelling at the boys.

"Oh, he hit that girl in the face!" I hear a guy scream.

"No shit, Sherlock!" Jess shrieks.

And then I'm out.

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