"Falling for Trouble"

***'The Unwelcome Encounter'***

“Meeting a new girl is like opening a book you’ve never read; every chapter holds the promise of new stories and surprises.”

***Blake pov***

I stormed down the hallway, trying to shake off the irritation from the latest encounter. The new kid, was causing more trouble than she was worth. I had no idea nor a care about her but her attitude had been all kinds of wrong.

“Hey, Blake!” Jake’s voice broke through my thoughts.

He, Jackson, and Eli were waiting by my locker, their faces a mix of curiosity and amusement.

“Hey,” I grumbled, shoving my books into my locker with more force than necessary.

“What’s up?”

Jackson leaned against the locker next to mine, his grin wide. “Heard you had an interesting run-in with the new girl.”

This is the thing I hate about this high school the new spread like fire

I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to cool the frustration simmering beneath the surface.

“Yeah, she bumped into me and had the nerve to act like it was my fault. And then she just walked away without apologizing.”

“Did she really call you ‘arrogant ass’?” Jake asked, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“Yeah,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“And I didn’t like it. She’s got guts, I’ll give her that, but she’s also got a smart mouth. I shoved her into the wall, and she didn’t even flinch.”

Eli shook his head. “Sounds like you’re not getting along well with the new girl.”

“Yeah, well, that’s nothing new for me,” I said, trying to shrug off the irritation. “I don’t need anyone trying to push my buttons, especially not some new kid who thinks she can talk back and get away with it.”

“Hey, man, don’t let it get to you,” Jackson said, patting me on the back. “Just another day in the life of Blake the bad boy. If anything, she’s just giving you something to talk about.”

“Whatever,” I said, slamming my locker shut. “Let’s just get to class.”

The rest of the day passed in a blur of monotony and boredom. My temper didn’t improve, and every time I saw Scarlet’s face in my mind, it only made me more annoyed.

After school, we met up at our usual spot—an old diner on the edge of town where the food was decent, and we could hang out without worrying about anyone breathing down our necks.

I was still brooding over my run-in with Scarlet well what can i do no one i mean no one has ever talked to me like thatwhen the guys started talking about their own stuff.

“I’m telling you, man, you need to lighten up,” Jake said, throwing a fry into his mouth.

“You’re gonna break someone’s arm with that attitude.”

“Yeah, well, maybe I wouldn’t be so wound up if people didn’t try to mess with me,” I said, shoving a burger into my mouth.

Jackson raised an eyebrow. “And you think this new girl is worth all that anger?”

“She’s not worth the trouble,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. “But she’s got a nerve I don’t like. I don’t take kindly to people who think they can talk back to me.”

Eli, always the voice of reason, looked at me thoughtfully.

“You know, maybe she’s just trying to find her place here. It can be tough moving to a new school.”

I didn’t respond, feeling the weight of Eli’s words. Maybe he was right. Maybe she was just trying to adjust and had a sharp tongue because she was nervous or frustrated. But that didn’t make her any less irritating.

"well i have to go i have something important to do" Jackson said getting , we all exchanged look already knowing what he is talking about.

" Yaa yaa we all know your important work" Eli said teasing him.

Well you jackson is the player of our group, jack also has his one night stand once in a while but jackson almost sleep with different girl daily.

On the other hand Eli is trying to find his true love, and me I simply dont believe in love nor in having one night stands they are just not my thing.

No one except these three knows that I am still virgin ,people they that I fought, smoke and bunk classes so I am a player .

But I think there is a difference between player and bad boy,

And I am a bad boy not a player,

As we wrapped up our time at the diner, I knew one thing for sure: I wasn’t done with Scarlet.

There was something about her that kept bothering me—something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Maybe she was just a distraction, or maybe there was more to her than met the eye. Either way, she was on my radar now, and I wasn’t about to let it go.

The evening was cooler than usual, and as I walked home or a mansion as people call it , I couldn’t shake the feeling that things were just starting to get complicated.

My life had always been about keeping things simple—fight, play, repeat. But now, with Scarlet in the mix, it seemed like I was heading into uncharted territory. And for once, I wasn’t sure if I was ready for it.

After saying good night to my mum and went to my room to sleep this strange feeling off

TO BE Continued. .....