The Bad Boy and Me

17~ God Help Me...

Cuz eww what's wrong with you? No the problem Is not my "attitude" but you're eww just not my type and the next time I won't be so polite.

M. F. P. O. T. Y. - Cher Lloyd

It's been a week. A week since I've talked to Ryder. I can feel him staring at me, feel his gazes, but I don't do anything. I'm acting like such an idiot, and for what? He ditched me, yeah, get over it.

So I'm about to. I'm about to walk up to him and apologize.

I'm making my way through the hall, pushing past people.

When I find Ryder, I'm about to go up to him but something stops me.

Layla. They are making out, him pressing her up against a locker, fiercely shoving their tongues down each other's throats.

I gasp and turn, and my stomach gets this weird feeling. Thinking back to what Dan said, I shake my head and widen my eyes.

I like Ryder.

I like Ryder, and he's making out with Layla, a girl I could never compete with, against the lockers behind me while I'm ignoring him.

God help me.

And with that, I run.

~

"Making my way downtown, waking fast, faces pass and I'm homebound." Sings Mark.

"Da da la da da la da da la da dada da da la da da la da da la da dada." I sing back and he grins.

I'm currently sitting on my beanbag chair with Mark at my laptop, messing around with- pacman? Somethin like That.

The whole 'liking Ryder more than I should' thing is really freaking me out because I've never really liked someone like this.

I mean, I've always been my nerdy self, who would want to date me?

That's another reason I can't do this. I have no chance. None. Compared to Layla? Or Blaize? Or that really pretty girl in my History class?

We could never work.

He doesn't like me.

But I still want I clear things up, so I'm thinking of apologizing, you know, window style.

Window pane to window pane.

No? Okay.

Casey had "plans" so she couldn't cry help me write my sob story, so it's just Mark and I.

"Can you hand me that guitar over there Mark?"

He hands it to me and I pluck the strings, humming. Hopefully my plan works.

~

I knock on his window carefully, quickly retracting my hands and wiping the sweat on my black leggings. I shouldn't be this nervous, but I am.

Ryder comes in view, shock and confusion written on his face. Soon, his window is open and he looks like he's about to ask questions, but I stop him.

"Look, I'm sorry I was ignoring you. I'm not going to do all that bullshit, I really just don't know why I was. Anyways, here you go."

I grab the guitar and start the song, not meeting his beautiful eyes.

"I never knew. I never knew that everything was falling through. That everyone I knew was waiting on cue. To turn and run when all I needed was the truth but that's how it's gotta be it's coming down to nothing more than apathy. I'd rather run the other way than stay and see the smoke and who's still standing when it clears yeah.

Everyone knows I'm in over my head over my head. With eight seconds left in over time she's on your mind, she's on your mind. Let's rearrange. I wish you were a stranger I could disengage. Just say that we agree and then never change. soften a bit until we all just get along. But that's disregard find another friend and your discard. And lose the argument in a cable car. Hanging above as the canon comes between.

And everyone knows I'm in over my head over my head with eight seconds left in overtime she's on your mind she's on your mind. Everyone knows I'm in over my head over my head with eight seconds left in overtime she's on your mind she's on your...suddenly I become part of your past. I'm becoming the part that don't last."

I look up in his soft eyes when I sing the next line.

"I'm losing you and it's effortless. Without a sound lose sight of the ground in the throw around. Never thought that you wanted to bring it down. I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves and everyone knows I'm in over my head over my head with eight seconds left in overtime she's on your mind she's on your mind everyone knows I'm in over my head over my head with eight seconds left in overtime she's in your mind she's on your...Everyone knows. She's on your miiindd. Everyone knows I'm in over my head I'm in over my head I'm over my- everyone knows I'm in over my head over my head with eight seconds left in overtime she's on your mind she's on your mind. " I finish with a final strum, and immediately get latched into a hug. It makes my stomach do wierd things, but I force myself to choke down that feeling and hope of being something more than friends.

I chuckle and bury my face in his neck as he breathes in.

Hopefully I smell good.

"I'm sorry-"

"It's fine Violet. I'm sorry for not talking to you either."

I chuckle and clap my hands together.

"Well, enough sorry for today." I stick out my tongue and flip around my body, going inside my room.

God help me....

AUGH I feel so bad I'm trying to update both books and this one especially, and invisible is close but IM SORRY IM TRYING! School wipes me out and I have homework and it's terrible. So thank u for ur patience and ilysm for it.

Stay weird!!