The Bet Between The Bad Boy And The Bad Girl

Chapter 17: Talk

The next day...

I walked in school with Addison.

"Hey, are you going to tell me what happened yesterday?" she ask.

I groaned. "I don't want to. At the moment. Actually, no. I don't want to speak of that guy."

"He likes you, Janice," she said. "A lot."

"Wait, didn't I already tell you what happened?"

She nods. "Yeah, I wanted to see how much-"

"Forget it."

I saw him on his motorcycle. He was wearing a grey beanie, some of his black hair sticking out. He was wearing black shades. His jeans were ripped on the knee. He was wearing a muscle tee. On his feet was a pair of black sneakers. He was wearing his black studded earrings.

He looked.. so...-

"Janice..." Addi says. "I caught your ass staring at him."

I shook my head and turn to her. "What?"

She points at me and narrowed her head.

"Caught. Clearly you like him too," she teased.

"I do not-!"

"Hey," Jace cut me off.

I turned to him. "What do you want?"

"Can I talk to you for a bit?" he ask.

I crossed my arms. "There is nothing to talk about."

He sigh. "Alright, we have to do this the hard way."

He picked me up and had me over his shoulder.

People were staring at us, I could feel it.

"What?" Jace says. "She's my girlfriend, I can do whatever I want o her."

"I am not your girlfriend!" I yelled at him. "You cannot do anything to me."

Where are the damn teachers?

He took me to the janitor's closet and closed the door behind him.

I crossed my arms.

"Just say what you have to say," I said. "I don't have much time."

He grabbed my arms and pushed me close.

I looked at him.

"Don't play around," I told him. "I'm not in the mood."

"I can create the mood." He smirked.

I push him back. "You are so immature and disgusting."

He sigh. "Alright, forreal now."

"What?"

"I caught you starin' at me," he said.

"So?" I rolled my eyes at him.

He grabbed my wrists. "What were you thinking when you saw me?"

I tried to release myself from his grip but he held on tighter.

"Ow!" I yelped. "Jace, you're hurting me."

He pushed me closer towards him.

"Jace.." I said.

He let go of me and took off his shades and hang it on his shirt.

I rubbed my wrists.

"Oh, I'm sorry," he said.

I scoff. "I don't care what you think."

"But I care about what you think," he said.

"Jace.. again, I don't have time to talk. I have to get to class."

"Like you care about it," he said.

"I am focusing on my education unlike you. Graduation's in a couple of days, I wanna graduate," I told him.

"If you hadn't known, I've been studying and doing well too," he said.

I laughed. "Seriously?"

He nodded his head.

"Yup," he replied. "But there's only one thing that is distracting me from it."

"And what is that?" I ask.

"You."

"Me?" I said, pointing at myself. "Well.. sorry."

"No," he said. "I like it. And I like you."

I groaned. "Jace, we went over this. I don't want a relationship."

"Janice," he said. "please, I'm begging you. I really like you. I seriously can't get you out of my head. I'm head over heels for you."

"Ja-"

He smashed his lips against mines. He grabbed my wrists and pinned me to the wall. He lick my lips, asking for entrance. I let him in and our tongue played with each other. He lift me up and I was around his waist.

He let me down and backed away and we both was breathing heavily.

"Janice, please," he begged. "don't shut me out again."

"I.. I have to think about it," I told him.

"Okay," he said. "Take as much time you need."

I walked out of the closet.

"Oh, and Janice?" He said.

I stopped and turned around. "Yeah.. Jace?"

"Do you want to go to prom with me?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure," I answered.

And with that, I walked to class.