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I rifledthrough the books in my locker, trying to find that one stupid textbook I needed for my first class of the day. Without it, I was doomed for the class since the teacher didn’t do power points and wrote very little on the board. She forced us to rely on our textbooks.
“Hey, whatever your name is,” a deep voice called from behind me as I finally found that damn textbook I needed.
I turned around, confusion clear on my face, only to find none other than Seth Brinson standing behind me.
Or Trouble, as I liked to secretly call him.
Seth was the school’s bad boy. If he wasn’t getting caught with some girl in a compromising position, skipping class, or getting high on school property, he was getting hauled off in cuffs by the police.
Hence, his nickname Trouble.
“I don’t believe I’ve ever seen you around before,” he said as he leaned a shoulder on the locker next to mine and crossed his muscular arms over his chest, making his biceps flex with the movement.
Thankfully, living with Trent for all of my life had taught me not to trip all over myself when a hot guy talked to me.
I simply arched an eyebrow at him. “Okay? I’d like to keep it that way,” I retorted.
I closed my locker and turned around, walking off from him. I could feel his blue eyes boring holes into my back – or more specifically, my ass. I ignored the urge to turn around and look back at him.
I was a good girl. Bad boys like Seth Brinson and I would never mix well.
* * *
I droppedinto my seat in first period about thirty seconds before the bell was scheduled to ring. Low and behold, Seth strolled in right as the bell rang with some random girl hanging off his arm. Her hair was messy, and she was using her free hand that wasn’t gripping his forearm to try to straighten it out, but it was only making it worse.
I quietly snorted and shook my head. I guess it didn’t take Seth long to get off.
I rolled my lips into my mouth to keep from laughing out loud.
They quickly walked to the back of the classroom, dropping into their seats right as the teacher stepped into the room, her sensible shoes still managing to click-clack across the floor. She looked toward the back of the room and huffed, muttering something before she looked over at me.
“Bailey, switch seats with Carla,” she ordered.
Looking over my shoulder, I glowered when I realized just who Carla was.
I was going to be stuck sitting next to Seth.
Fuck my life.
After grabbing my stuff, I walked to the back of the classroom, impatiently waiting as she slowly gathered her things, whispering things to Seth I’d rather not repeat nor ever think about again. I just scrunched my nose up and focused on the books in my hands, wishing she would just hurry the hell up and get out of my new seat.
She kissed Seth when the teacher turned away for a moment and finally walked to my old seat. I dropped my books down onto the desk and sat down, purposely ignoring the bad boy sitting next to me who seemed to have a damn staring problem.
Do not engage, Bailey, I warned myself.
I grabbed my pencil and paper and took notes as the teacher began to drone on about Shakespeare.
A piece of paper was thrown onto my desk a few minutes later. I glared at it. What were we–five? Who the fuck passed notes anymore?
I brushed it aside, and I heard him growl in annoyance. I resisted the urge to smirk.
Annoying Seth was actually highly amusing.
“Are you always so bitchy?” he quietly asked me.
I snapped my head over to look at him so fast that it actually hurt my neck. “Excuse me?” I harshly whispered. His lips twitched, his blue eyes lighting up with amusement. He flicked his head to the side for a moment, knocking his dark hair out of his eyes. My fingers twitched with the urge to move it aside for him.
Why did he have to be so hot?
