The good girl and the sweatheart

Meeting

//Jenna's P.O.V//

Ugh. BEEP BEEP BEEP. Goodness I hate alarm clocks. I scramble for my phone and click 'off'. UGHH. Time to get up. I quickly roll out of bed and go to my dresser to see what I have to work with. My hair is frizzy and parted wrong. My face is pale with black shadows under my eyes. My lips cracked, dry. Not too bad I think to myself. I grab my clothes and phone and run to the bathroom. It's 6:00am. I have lots of time. I quickly take a shower, making sure to wash and condition my hair. It takes a while because my hair is thick and curly . Some of the hair dye starts to wash out. Maybe I should dye It a different color other than it's usual blue , I think to myself. I hop out and walk over the sink where my new pjs are and pull them on. After im done, I wash my face and brush my teeth, rinsing with mouthwash while my hair is towel drying. I run out of the bathroom and down the stairs into the kitchen. I see that my sisters have already left for their Universities. My mother and father have left for work around 10 minutes ago, so I'm by myself. I pour myself some cereal and munch on it quickly thinking of math class. Yes, I'm a nerd and proud. My average is a 95. [A/N this is actually my mark (: ] After finishing my breakfast it's 6:45 . I head back upstairs to my room. I walk into my closet and pull out my favourite teal- green skinny jeans along with a long sleeve plain white shirt and I search for my flower dress. I decide to dress nicely today compared to my usual sweats and sweatshirts. I pull on the jeans and shirt then I zip up my flower dress. It reaches just past my knees . I don't like showing skin so my arms and legs are always covered. By this point, I take my hair out of the towel and grab my hair oil spray bottle. I don't like buying hair products so I make them. I lightly mist my damp hair so It doesn't frizz. I grab my straightener and straighten my bangs so they don't curl inward and poke me in the eye. I grab my concealer stick and put it on under my eyes and grab my clear lip gloss and apply it. I grab a gold heart necklace and put it on after spraying myself with perfume. Not bad , I say to myself while looking in the mirror. My blue hair stands out against my dress and really brings out my plain brown eyes. I unlock my phone and go to my music downloads and start blasting a song. I start singing along with It. No one knows that I can sing really well. Oh well. I have a few minutes to get to school early. I go to the door and put on my peach colored converse that match my outfit. I grab my backpack and head out the door. After walking for 15 minutes, I enter the school. Everyones eyes suddenly fall on me and the main hallway goes silent. Oh yeah! I forgot to mention that I NEVER wear dresses. Ever. Girls look at me in shock and guys smirk. It's all for that concert today at lunch. I needed to make a good impression on the judges. Today I would be singing in front of the whole school. To say I was nervous would be an understatement. I dash off to my locker and people return to their conversations, most likely gossiping. As soon as I finish dialling the combination, a hand pushes my locker back so it won't open. I turn around and see a boy standing there. Jaden. He smirks at me and says a simple ' hey' without breaking eye contact. I look into his deep blue eyes that attract most girls. I let my eyes wander , oh his fluffy hair and his fit body... wow. Oh shoot, I think to myself as he says "take a picture it'll last longer". I let a small blush creep up on my face. Why was he talking to me? I'm nothing special. He probably wants to use me like the rest of his girls. But I can't resist those eyes...I just realized I didnt respond to Jaden.
"Um..I have to get to um my class now...sooo bye-" I say trying to run but he grabs my hand and flings me back into his fit chest.
"Not so fast princess. I didnt say you could leave yet. " he says with a smirk as he places his arm over my shoulder.
Ugh. That made me so mad.
"You don't control me Jaden" I say scoffing. No amount of good looks would make me feel better about his rude personality and player ways.
" I control all girls and you're a girl Jenna," he says with a wink
. I roll my eyes and shrug his arm off. He suddenly shoves me against that lockers. Where's a teacher when you need them?! The rest of the students were to busy chatting to notice me.
"Get off" I mumble.
"No." He says leaning in as he places his hands on my waist.
"stop!" I yell with disgust. Jayden is suddenly thrown off of me and I see a group of tall guys standing in front of me. Oh no. Of all guys it had to be them.

The bad boys.

(A/N hey guys thank you for reading my story. This is the first time im writing a story. English isn't my first language so I apologize for any mistakes. My goal is to update weekly or twice a week. I know my story may seem similar to others but I have no intent to copy others' work. Thank you for your time reading this.