The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

Chapter seventy-eight

Mac pov

I’m not a fan of alarm clocks. So, when one interrupts my slumber, I simply silence it and toss it into the nearby trash can.

Speaking of trash cans, I keep thinking why did I have that trash can in my room when I could have kept them at the store? Well, it turns out I wasn’t much of a room watcher… Most guys aren’t groomed and that’s a fact.

Anyway, the day was bright and I had myself standing up and stretching my body, while I walked up to the window and got it opened.

I noticed from a distance that Elena came out of her apartment with a frown on her face, but the moment she looked up and saw me, it changed to a glow.

There was no denying how much I influenced her and how much she influenced me. As if we were perfectly predestined by fate.

“Boy are you so damn late for school” She shouted and I rolled my eyes for a few seconds, reminding myself how much seriousness she put into the school staff.

Talking about seriousness, I wanted to change for her, at least start doing my homework, attending classes frequently, and getting good grades. However, there was one simple problem with this… I was a lazy ass, who couldn’t even find motivation.

“See you around babe, I would be in school before you say Garfield” Didn’t know why I had to use that name, but it sounded all cool to me.

She shrugged and walked away, while I closed the window and rushed up to the bathroom. There was one peculiar habit I had and I thought there was no chance in hell I was going to leave that habit; I was the type of person who would listen to music all through my bathing process and getting set for school.

It was what I do best and it was what keeps me motivated from going back to bed.

So fixing up my home theater system, I plugged in my device and tuned in to listen to some hardcore rock music, while I swiftly changed into towels and rushed to go take my bath.

While taking my bath, something flashed through my mind and I stopped for a moment to think about it.

When Elena stepped out of her apartment, she had a scowl on her face, and the possibility that it wasn’t morning type of routine shit, was there.

I froze my face together, thinking about the possibility that the asshole known as Dylan was behind this.

Damn, that douchebag needed to be taught a lesson, which reminds me to bring out my bully persona while heading to school.

Once I was done with bathing, I rushed out and quickly got into one of my finest T-shirts which was black, alongside my black matching jeans… Black was my signature color and it is what announced my appearance wherever I went.

Once I was done, I rushed to the drawer to pick up my books, which didn’t technically go well with me, when I remembered that for most of it, I didn’t have notes, I just sat in class and listen to whatever crap the teacher had to say, before they left.

Putting on some good cologne, I noticed a beep on my phone and it was from my dad, which was quite odd, knowing that for the most part of it, my dad didn’t always talk to me.

‘Hey son, I will be coming home by Saturday, get the house clean please’ Such a thing for him to say.

Well, I wasn’t surprised for he believed I was not tidy and that was the truth.

Checking the time, I was one hour late for classes, which meant that I would have no choice but to face detention, well except it was Miss Hannah in class.

She was the only teacher that I felt had a huge crush on me and for some weird reason, I didn’t want to have anything to do with her.

Quickly, I rushed out of the apartment and got myself on my baby girl. The moment I turned on the bike’s ignition, it roared to life. Placing my helmet on my head, I was off to school.

Once I arrived at school, everywhere was absolutely quiet and I wasn’t surprised, knowing for sure this was going to happen.

I got a space spot, parked my bike, and quickly rushed into the hallway and headed for my class.

My luck was great as the moment I entered class, there she was teaching Geography and the moment she laid eyes on me, she pouted.

“Lee, please don’t form the habit of coming late to my class” She was also one of the few, who called me by that name.

“Sorry Miss Hannah, it won’t happen again I promise” She smiled, almost blushing judging from the shades of color that were beginning to form on her cheek, before allowing me to sit down.

Once I settled down, I looked around, and of course where else would she be, other than at the left end of the class?

Elena had a signature seat and everyone knew that. Nobody wanted to sit down there because they believed she was a nerd.

For the rest of the class, I lost absolute focus, thinking of her and her story tale at the beach. I remembered my bow to beat the crap out of Dylan when Iay eyes on him.

After over an hour of class, the bell rang and everyone packed up their things and for most people like myself, we were heading out to the cafeteria.

“I would say Miss Hannah has a big crush on you” I turned to see Elena smirking evily at me and I rolled my eyes at her.

“Please don’t ever say that again, it sounds gross and child abuse to me” Miss Hannah wasn’t that old, she was twenty-six while I was just twenty so you could do the maths.

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