Autumn has been home-schooled her entire life, so she's in for a big surprise when her parents enroll her into a public High School for her senior year. On her first day, she meets Kellin, the school's "bad boy", but she soon finds out he isn't all that he's cracked up to be.

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  • Chapter 8.

    The next day, and every day after that week, I found myself counting down until drama class. This is where I was able to see Kellin as his true self. None of his friends went anywhere near this class, nor did they talk to anyone else it in. Including me.

    Being the new girl, I have already been declared a loser, therefore the popular kids here refused to even come near me. Unless they were making fun of me. Which was often. Kellin’s friend, who’s name I learned was apparently Rick, constantly tried his luck with me, and Kellin would always be there to intercept. I was thankful. I wasn’t exactly the most informed when it came to tricks about guys. After all, I had been homeschool, I had never had to deal with boys like this before. I’ve never really associated with a boy before, I had never kissed a boy, and god knows, knowing my parents, I wouldn’t even come close to sleeping with one until I was married.

    I sometimes wondered what it would be like to be a normal teenager. To sneak out, go to parties, get drunk, make out, sleep around. These were all things I heard of and read about on tv and in magazines. I always wondered what it really felt like to be a real teenager. That afternoon, I was walking to my bus. Then, I hear a loud horn. I jumped, turning to where it came from.

    “Hey” Kellin said. He wore black sunglasses, and his hat was turned backwards. His sleeves were rolled up, showing off even more of his tattoos going down his right arm. I bit my lip.

    “H-hey” I said. He smiled at me.
    “Do you need a ride?” He asked. I remembered what my dad had said. Never to get into cars with strange guys. But I thought. Kellin wasn’t strange. There was nothing strange about him. He was just, misunderstood.
    “Umm..” I said. He waited. I sighed.
    “Alright..” I finally said. “But you have to drop me off a little way before my house. My father can’t see.” Kellin smiled.
    “I can do that.” He opened the passenger door. “Get in.” 

    1. recklessconfusion said: Eeeeeeeep!!! I love a bad boy =)
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